登陆注册
4608300000045

第45章 An Old War Horse(1)

Captain had been broken in and trained for an army horse;his first owner was an officer of cavalry going out to the Crimean war.

He said he quite enjoyed the training with all the other horses, trotting together, turning together, to the right hand or the left, halting at the word of command, or dashing forward at full speed at the sound of the trumpet or signal of the officer. He was, when young, a dark, dappled iron-gray, and considered very handsome.

His master, a young, high-spirited gentleman, was very fond of him, and treated him from the first with the greatest care and kindness.

He told me he thought the life of an army horse was very pleasant;but when it came to being sent abroad over the sea in a great ship, he almost changed his mind.

"That part of it," said he, "was dreadful! Of course we could not walk off the land into the ship; so they were obliged to put strong straps under our bodies, and then we were lifted off our legs in spite of our struggles, and were swung through the air over the water, to the deck of the great vessel. There we were placed in small close stalls, and never for a long time saw the sky, or were able to stretch our legs.

The ship sometimes rolled about in high winds, and we were knocked about, and felt bad enough.

"However, at last it came to an end, and we were hauled up, and swung over again to the land; we were very glad, and snorted and neighed for joy, when we once more felt firm ground under our feet.

"We soon found that the country we had come to was very different from our own and that we had many hardships to endure besides the fighting;but many of the men were so fond of their horses that they did everything they could to make them comfortable in spite of snow, wet, and all things out of order.""But what about the fighting?" said I, "was not that worse than anything else?""Well," said he, "I hardly know; we always liked to hear the trumpet sound, and to be called out, and were impatient to start off, though sometimes we had to stand for hours, waiting for the word of command;and when the word was given we used to spring forward as gayly and eagerly as if there were no cannon balls, bayonets, or bullets.

I believe so long as we felt our rider firm in the saddle, and his hand steady on the bridle, not one of us gave way to fear, not even when the terrible bomb-shells whirled through the air and burst into a thousand pieces.

"I, with my noble master, went into many actions together without a wound;and though I saw horses shot down with bullets, pierced through with lances, and gashed with fearful saber-cuts; though we left them dead on the field, or dying in the agony of their wounds, I don't think I feared for myself.

My master's cheery voice, as he encouraged his men, made me feel as if he and I could not be killed. I had such perfect trust in him that while he was guiding me I was ready to charge up to the very cannon's mouth.

I saw many brave men cut down, many fall mortally wounded from their saddles.

I had heard the cries and groans of the dying, I had cantered over ground slippery with blood, and frequently had to turn aside to avoid trampling on wounded man or horse, but, until one dreadful day, I had never felt terror;that day I shall never forget."

Here old Captain paused for awhile and drew a long breath; I waited, and he went on.

"It was one autumn morning, and as usual, an hour before daybreak our cavalry had turned out, ready caparisoned for the day's work, whether it might be fighting or waiting. The men stood by their horses waiting, ready for orders. As the light increased there seemed to be some excitement among the officers; and before the day was well begun we heard the firing of the enemy's guns.

"Then one of the officers rode up and gave the word for the men to mount, and in a second every man was in his saddle, and every horse stood expecting the touch of the rein, or the pressure of his rider's heels, all animated, all eager; but still we had been trained so well that, except by the champing of our bits, and the restive tossing of our heads from time to time, it could not be said that we stirred.

同类推荐
热门推荐
  • 毛泽东妙评帝王将相鉴赏

    毛泽东妙评帝王将相鉴赏

    本书主要以毛泽东读史评点为线索,透过历史的沧桑风雨,去寻找解决现实问题的钥匙;了解中国的昨天,从而把握中国的今天,并展望中国的明天,把我们的国家建设得更美好。
  • 古玩圈阴谋:古瓷谜云

    古玩圈阴谋:古瓷谜云

    古玩鉴定专业科班出身的秦明,接到恩师钱立行的电话,邀请他参加国内首次发现的柴窑青釉碟的鉴定。然而,就在秦明兴奋地赶到拍卖现场时,却传来恩师在赶来现场途中意外身亡的消息……柴窑青釉在没有钱教授签字的情况下,天价拍出!是巧合?是意外?还是谋杀?喜获珍宝的喜悦弥漫在古玩圈还未散去……秦明已经开始对钱教授留下的打满问号的笔记本,着手调查。警方提供的调查结果疑点重重,朋友与红颜知己的背叛接踵而来。越是调查,越是在古玩圈的阴谋里越陷越深。每个戴着面具的人,都在用逢场作戏的言行释放烟雾弹。接近真相的路上,每一步都走得险象环生……
  • 超能魔导士

    超能魔导士

    弗罗因一个A级任务,陷入到S级纳米魔导系统人体试验的阴谋之中,随着事态发展,弗罗越陷越深,而属于他的冒险也就此展开……纯粹动漫风,打造最为热血的时代书友群141954923
  • 高效率工作的9种方法

    高效率工作的9种方法

    本书从个人职业规划、时间管理、优化工作流程等多个方面提出行之有效的提高工作效率的方法,具有较强的实用性。如今,一个人光凭着一腔热血苦干、蛮干是行不通的,如果不能高效地工作,付出再多的努力也是徒劳。
  • 进化之战

    进化之战

    2076年,经过科学干预,人类进化出了智力和体能都十分优越的“改良人”。改良人凭着出色的表现,占据着金字塔顶层。培养军事人才的国光军校,学生基本都由改良人组成。在这种背景下,林哲身为一个未经改造的“自然人”,却突然收到了国光军校的录取通知书,踏上了一段未知的旅程。
  • 玉栖述雅

    玉栖述雅

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。汇聚授权电子版权。
  • 落雪天

    落雪天

    推荐新书《爱豆帮我养狗》天山大劫,三色冰晶被盗,天女出山入凡尘寻找圣物。十万年的末尾,是天山的劫,也是天女的劫,更是她们从仙变成神的磨难。上一世,她微小单纯,只得仰望他的高扬伟岸,承受爱而不得和卑微落寞。这一世,她冰封了心神,势要断情绝爱,而他却对她一见钟情、痴爱不弃。共浴日月,同受磨难,这是渡劫还是还债?平定天下后,下一世是永不相见,还是水火不容?磨难太长,情感遥远,似乎需要一生一世去经历、体会,游过千山万水、看过花开花落,却不一定能够将人心琢磨明白,也不一定能够得到所爱,做人做神不都是一样?凡尘的人来人往似乎匆忙,却是那相守一刻和等待万年的一点一滴罢了。他是百山,她是雪泽;她是他的心间雪,他是她的落雪天。
  • 行尸杀人事件

    行尸杀人事件

    5月11日,凌晨12点半。在赤坂某个公寓静悄悄的大厅里,自由摄影师川崎幸男焦急地等着电梯。电梯的提示灯从八楼降到七楼、六楼、五楼……终于停在了一楼大厅。慢慢地,电梯门开了。幸男早已等得不耐烦,正要冲进去,可是突然吓了一跳,急忙把身子缩了回来。本以为空无一人的电梯里竟然还有乘客。那是个女人。她戴着样式夸张的黑白相间的帽子,帽檐很大,苗条的身躯穿着同样款式的连衣裙,样貌上看起来已是半老徐娘。黑色的墨镜很大,遮住了半边脸。这个人浓妆艳抹,鲜红的口红让人不寒而栗。从身材来看也算是美人,可即便如此,没有人愿意在深夜里突然碰上这样的人。
  • 社交知识全知道

    社交知识全知道

    本书用深入浅出的理论和精彩可读的故事向大家介绍日常社交的知识,其中包括社交心理、社交形象、社交礼仪、社交技巧、社交应酬、社交定律、社交识人等。这是一本实用性很强的书。
  • 雾锁长河

    雾锁长河

    比《迷雾围城》更好看!比《来不及说我爱你》更深情!看到她的那一瞬间,他一生漂泊的心,终于找到了归宿。孤身无依的前清格格傅婉初,生命经历了三个男子。一个是青梅竹马,最终走向陌路;一个是颠倒众生的妖娆男子,却置她于万劫不复;一个是风流不羁老于算计的豪门公子,终于她心意相通、白首不离。乱世里挣扎的男男女女,相爱、离别。衣香鬓影、酒醉金迷下涌动着迷雾重重的家族隐秘、国仇家恨,浪漫温情底下涌动着阴谋算计。军阀割据、山河飘摇里,因为遇见你,才有了顾念、有了慌张、有了信仰、有了意义。