This done, he called the generals of divisions to him, and said--

"Now, gentlemen, I am going to review my troops, and to give them their

final lesson in military tactics, with the double view of seeing that

they know what they have got to do, and of impressing them with a due

sense of the great advantage of even a slight knowledge of drill."

He then directed us to take command of our several companies (Makarooroo

being placed on this occasion over the king's band), and pointed out the

separate directions in which we were ultimately to post our troops, so

as to advance upon the spot on which the king stood when the signal

should be given. We had already taught the men the necessity of

attacking in a compact single line, and of forming up into this position

from what is termed Indian file, with which latter they were already

acquainted. Of course we could not hope to teach them the principles of

wheeling in the short time at our command. To overcome this difficulty,

we told each band to follow its leader, who should walk in front; to

advance when he advanced, to retire when he retired, and to turn this

way or that way, according to his movements.

At a signal we gave the word "Forward!" and the whole band defiled into

the woods before the king, and disappeared like a vision, to the

unutterable amazement of his majesty, who stood perfectly motionless,

with eyes and mouth open to their fullest extent.

Having marched together for some distance, each leader detached his men

and led them, as it were, to opposite directions of the compass, three

of the bands making a considerable detour, in order to get the spot

where the king stood in the centre of us. Then we halted and awaited

the next signal. In about ten minutes it was given--a loud whistle--and

we gave the word "Forward" again. I say "we," because the result proved

that we had done so. Being out of sight of the other bands, of course I

could not see how they acted.

On I rushed over brake and bush and morass, my men following me in a

very good line, considering the nature of the ground. I had divided

them into four lines, with an interval of about six yards between each.

And it was really wonderful how well they kept in that position. The

other companies had been ordered to act in the same way.

On bursting out of the woods I saw that we had outstripped the other

companies, so I held my men in check by running somewhat slower; and

they had been so deeply impressed with the fatal consequences of not

doing exactly as I did, that they stared at me with all their eyes, to

the no small risk of their lives; for one or two dashed against trees,

and others tumbled head over heels into holes, in their anxiety to keep

their eyes upon me.

In a few seconds I observed Peterkin spring out of the woods, followed

by his men, so I went on again at full speed. As we entered the

village, our ranks were sadly broken and confused by the huts; but on

gaining the open space where Jack stood, I was pleased to observe that

the negroes tried, of their own accord, to regain their original

formation, and succeeded so well that we came on in four tolerably

straight and compact lines. Each commander having been forewarned to

hold his men in check, or to push forward, so as to arrive at the

central point at the same moment, Jack, Peterkin, Makarooroo, and I ran

in upon the king together, and unitedly gave the word "Halt!" whereupon

we found ourselves in the centre of a solid square.

So deeply had the men been impressed with the necessity of obedience

that they had scarcely observed each other's approach. They now stood

rooted to the ground in every possible attitude of suddenly-arrested

motion, and all with their eyes and mouths wide open. In another moment

the result of their combined movement became evident to them, and they

uttered a yell of delighted surprise.

"Very good, very good indeed," said Jack; "and that concluding yell was

very effective--quite magnificent.--But you see," he added, turning to

me, "although such a yell is sufficiently appalling to us, it will no

doubt be a mere trifle to men who are used to it. What say you to

teaching them a British cheer?"

"Absurd," said I; "they will never learn to give it properly."

"I don't know that," rejoined Jack, in a doubtful manner.

"Try," said Peterkin.

"So I will.--Mak, tell them now that I'm going to continue the speech

which this little review interrupted."

"They's all ready for more, massa."

This was patent to the meanest capacity; for the negroes stood gazing at

their commander-in-chief with eyes and mouths and ears open, and

nostrils expanded, as if anxious to gulp in and swallow down his words

through every organ.

"There is a cry," said Jack, "which the white man gives when he enters

into battle--a terrible cry, which is quite different from that of the

black man, and which is so awful that it strikes terror into the heart

of the white man's enemies, and has even been known to make a whole army

fly almost without a shot being fired. We shall let you hear it."

Thereupon Jack and I and Peterkin gave utterance to a cheer of the most

vociferous description, which evidently filled the minds of the natives

with admiration.

"Now," resumed Jack, "I wish my black warriors to try that cheer--"

Some of the black warriors, supposing that the expression of this wish

was a direct invitation to them to begin, gave utterance to a terrific

howl.

"Stay! stop!" cried Jack, holding up his hand.

Every mouth was closed instantly.

"You must cheer by command. I will say `Hip, hip, hip!' three times; as

soon as I say the third `hip,' out with the cry. Now then. Hip, hip--"

"'Popotamus," whispered Peterkin.

"Hip, hurrah!" shouted Jack.

"Hurl! ho! sh! kee! how!" yelled the savages, each man giving his own

idea of our terror-inspiring British cheer.

"That will do," said Jack quietly; "it is quite evident that the war-cry

of the white man is not suited to the throat of the black. You will

utter your usual shout, my friends, when the signal is given; but

_remember_, not before that.

"And now I come to the greatest mystery of all." (Every ear was eagerly

attentive.) "The shot and bits of metal and little stones with which

King Jambai's warriors are accustomed to kill will not do on this great

and peculiar occasion. They will not answer the purpose--my purpose;

therefore I have provided a kind of bullet which every one must use

instead of his usual shot. No warriors ever used such bullets in the

fight before. They are very precious, because I have only enough of

them to give one to each man. But that will do. If the enemy does not

fly at the first discharge, then you may load with your own shot."

So saying, Jack, with the utmost gravity, took from the pouch that hung

at his side a handful of little balls of paper about the size of a

musket bullet, which he began to distribute among the savages. We had

observed Jack making several hundreds of these, the night previous to

this memorable day, out of one or two newspapers we had carried along

with us for wadding; but he would not at that time tell us what he was

going to do with them. The negroes received this novel species of

ammunition with deep interest and surprise. Never having seen printed

paper before, or, in all probability, paper of any kind, they were much

taken up with the mysterious characters imprinted thereon, and no doubt

regarded these as the cause of the supernatural power which the bullets

were supposed to possess.

"Remember," said Jack, "when these are discharged at the enemy, I do not

say that they will kill, but I do say that they will cause the enemy to

fly. Only, be assured that everything depends on your _obedience_. And

if one single stone, or nail, or hard substance is put in along with

these bullets, the chief part of my plans will be frustrated."

It was quite evident, from the expression of their sable countenances,

that the idea of the bullets not killing was anything but agreeable.

They were too deeply impressed, however, with Jack's power, and too far

committed in the enterprise, and generally too much overwhelmed with

mingled surprise and perplexity, to offer any objection.

"Now," said Jack in conclusion, "you may go and eat well. To-night,

when it grows dark, hold yourselves in readiness to go forth in _dead

silence_. Mind that: not a sound to be uttered until the signal, `Hip,

hip, hip!' is given."

"And," added Peterkin, in an undertone to Makarooroo, "tell them that

King Jambai expects that every man will do his duty."

This remark was received with a shout and a frightful display of white

teeth, accompanied by a tremendous flourish of guns, bows, and spears.

There was something quite awful, not to say picturesque, in this

displaying of teeth, which took place many times during the course of

the above proceedings. You looked upon a sea of black ebony balls, each

having two white dots with black centres near the top of it. Suddenly

the ebony balls were gashed across, and a sort of storm, as it were, of

deep red mingled with pure white swept over the dark cloud of heads

before you, and vanished as quickly as it had appeared, only to

reappear, however, at the next stroke of humour, or at some "touch of

that nature" which is said on very high authority, to "make the whole

world kin."

The proceedings eventually closed with a brief speech from the king, who

referred to Peterkin's remark about each man doing his duty, and said

that, "if each man did _not_ do his duty--" Here his majesty paused for

a minute, and wrought his countenance into horrible contortions,

indicative of the most excruciating agony, and wound up with an emphatic

repetition of that dire threat about the unnatural treatment of eyes,

heart, liver, and carcass, which had on the previous evening sounded so

awful in our ears, and had been treated with such profound indifference

by those whom it was specially designed to affect.

"I didn't know, Jack," observed Peterkin gravely, as we returned to our

hut, "that you were such an out-and-out humbug."

"You are severe, Peterkin. I scarcely deserve to be called a humbug for

acting to the best of my judgment in peculiar circumstances."

"Peculiar circumstances!" responded Peterkin. "Truly they have received

peculiar treatment!"

"That is as it should be," rejoined Jack; "at any rate, be they peculiar

or be they otherwise, our plans are settled and our mode of action

fixed, so we must e'en abide the issue."

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