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[Illustration: PERCY THREATENS TO SHOOT THE FERRYMEN]

*Through the Sikh War*

A Tale of the Conquest of the Punjaub

BY

G. A. HENTY

Author of "Beric the Briton" "The Dash for Khartoum"

"Held Fast for England" "With Clive in India" &c.

_WITH EIGHT ILLUSTRATIONS BY HAL HURST

AND MAP OF THE PUNJAUB_

LONDON: BLACKIE & SON, LIMITED

COPP CLARK CO. LTD., TORONTO

WILLIAM BRIGGS, TORONTO

*PREFACE.*

Among the many wars by which, province by province, the Empire of India

was won, few, if any, were more brilliant and hard fought than those

which terminated in the annexation of the Punjaub. It is satisfactory

to know that the conquest of the Sikhs--a brave and independent

race--was not brought about by any of the intrigues which marred the

brilliancy of some of our early conquests, or by greed for additional

territory, but was the result of a wanton invasion of the states under

our protection by the turbulent soldiery of the Punjaub, who believed

themselves invincible, and embarked upon the conflict with a confident

belief that they would make themselves masters of Delhi, if not drive us

completely out of India. It was fortunate for Britain that the struggle

was not delayed for a few years, and that there was time for the Punjaub

to become well contented with our rule before the outbreak of the

Mutiny; for had the Punjaub declared against us at that critical period

it would assuredly have turned the scale, and the work of conquering

India must needs have been undertaken anew. I have endeavoured, while

keeping my hero well in the foreground, to relate the whole of the

leading incidents in the two Sikh wars.

G. A. HENTY.

*CONTENTS*

CHAP.

I. Eastward Ho!

II. The Shadow of War

III. At the Castle

IV. A Raid from the Hills

V. Retribution

VI. A Siege

VII. Startling News

VIII. In the Service

IX. Moodkee and Ferozeshah

X. Aliwal and Sobraon

XI. An Ambush

XII. A Prisoner

XIII. Escape

XIV. Treachery

XV. The News of the Massacre

XVI. Seven Hours of Suspense

XVII. With Sher Singh

XVIII. Rejoining

XIX. Chillianwalla

XX. Gujerat

XXI. Retired

*ILLUSTRATIONS*

Percy threatens to shoot the Ferrymen _Frontispiece_

Percy learns the Punjaubi Language

Percy shoots the Assassin during the attack on the Fortress

The Commander-in-chief thanks Percy for his Report

Percy awakes, to find that the Guards are Vigilant

"Is he dead?" Percy asked as he reined up his Horse

Percy takes part in the Battle of Chillianwalla

Percy has an Interview with Sher Singh

Map of the Punjaub

[Illustration: THE PUNJAUB TO ILLUSTRATE "THROUGH THE SIKH WAR"]

*THROUGH THE SIKH WAR:*

*A STORY OF THE CONQUEST OF INDIA.*

*CHAPTER I.*

*EASTWARD HO!*

"Groves, here is a letter for you," Dr. Bubear, the head-master of a

large school at Dulwich, said, as the boys rose from their places to

leave the school-room at the conclusion of their work. The lad

addressed, a boy of about fifteen, went up to the desk.

"It is from your father's lawyers, Messrs. Sims & Hammond. I have

received one from them myself, I think you will find it satisfactory,"

and he nodded kindly. "You had better stop in here to read it, for it

looks somewhat bulky, and I fancy contains an inclosure."

Percy Groves returned to his seat, and did not open the letter until he

was alone in the school-room. It was a long time since he had received

one. Fifteen months before he had lost his father. Major Groves had

returned on half-pay a year before his death, being obliged to quit the

service from the effects of a severe wound which he received at the

storming of Ghuznee. His regiment had been absent several years from

England, and after he had left the service and taken a house at Dulwich,

he had made but few acquaintances, spending most of his time at the

military club to which he belonged.

Percy, who was an only child, had been born in India--his mother dying

when he was five years old. His father had kept him three years longer

with him, and had then sent him home to England to the care of his

grandfather, who had, however, died a year later; and from that time

Percy had known no home but Dr. Bubear's, until his father returned and

took up his residence near the school. A few days before his death

Major Groves had a long talk with his son.

"I am troubled about you, Percy," he said. "Besides my half-pay I have

but three thousand pounds--a sum sufficient indeed to finish your

education, pay your expenses at the University if you decide to go into

one of the learned professions, and to help you a bit until you make

your way. I have written to three or four of my old friends, who will,

when the time comes, do their best to procure you a commission in the

army, in case you have a fancy then, as I know you have now, for

soldiering. Lastly, there is my brother. We have never kept up much

correspondence, but we have always been good friends; he was in the army

himself, but sold out after only serving a year, as he saw that there

was very little chance of active service in Europe. He knocked about the

world for some years and then went out to India, and the next I heard of

him was that he had entered the service of Runjeet Singh, the leader of

the Sikhs, who had great respect for European troops, and employed a

number of foreign officers--Italian, German, and a few English--to train

his troops on our method.

"I have not heard of him for some three or four years, but when I did he

was still in the Sikh service, and held the rank of colonel, and was, I

heard, high in favour with Runjeet Singh, and there I have no doubt he

is still, that is if he is alive. No doubt he is married to some dusky

princess, and has probably accumulated a fortune. These adventurers, as

Europeans in the service of native princes are generally called, either

get murdered soon after they get out there, or else accumulate large

fortunes. I have no doubt that if he is alive he will take charge of

you.

"The life is an adventurous one, and I do not say that I should advise

you to adopt it; but in that respect you must decide for yourself, when

you reach the age to do so. If your uncle is able to push your fortune

out there you might do worse than stay with him; if, on the other hand,

when you get to the age of seventeen or eighteen, you do not care to

remain in India, you must come home and get the officers to whom I have

written to use their influence to obtain a commission for you, which

they will, I have no doubt, be able to do, as the son of an officer

forced to retire from the service in consequence of wounds is always

considered to have a claim.

"In that case the knowledge that you will obtain of Indian methods and

languages would be a very great assistance to you. But mind, if you do

go out to your uncle it will not be possible for you afterwards to

choose one of the learned professions, for however much you may try to

educate yourself out there, you will not be up to the mark of lads who

have gone through the regular course of schooling here."

"I don't care for that, father; I have always made up my mind to be a

soldier, as you were. I should like very much to go out to my uncle if

he will have me."

The major was silent for a few minutes.

"I don't know that it is a wise step," he murmured to himself; "but the

boy has no friends here--my old comrades will do what they can for him

when the time comes, but until then he will have but a lonely life.

"Very well, Percy," he went on, turning to his son, "I will write to

your uncle. It may be eighteen months before you get an answer from

him--that is all the better. Work hard at school, lad, and learn as

much as you can, for you will get but little learning out there. If

your uncle does not care to have you, or thinks that things are too

disturbed and unsettled out there for him to undertake the

responsibility, you must fall back on the other plan and remain at Dr.

Bubear's until you are seventeen. I have written letters to the friends

who promised to see after your commission; you will find them in my

desk. Keep them by you until you are leaving school, and then post

them, that is if your wish to go into the army is unchanged. If it

should be changed, Messrs. Sims & Hammond, my lawyers, will put you in

the way of carrying out your wishes in whatever direction they may lie."

There had been several such talks between father and son, and Percy knew

that he should not have his father long with him. He listened,

therefore, gravely to his words, but without showing emotion; for

although when alone he often gave way to tears, he knew that the major,

himself a quiet and self-restrained man, was adverse to any display of

feeling. The boy did not think the end was so near, and though prepared

in some way for the blow, it was a terrible shock to him when his

father, five days later, expired. He had again become a boarder at Dr.

Bubear's, remaining there during the holidays as well as in school-time.

Two or three times old friends of his father had come to see him, and

had taken him out for the day. This was the only change he had had, but

he had worked hard and risen considerably in his place in the school.

In accordance with instructions from Messrs. Sims & Hammond he had gone

regularly to a riding-school, as the major, knowing the Sikhs to be a

nation of horsemen, had thought it desirable that he should learn to

have a good seat on a horse. The lawyers had also arranged that he

should twice a week have lessons in Hindustani, and he was allowed to

work at this instead of Greek. His progress was comparatively rapid, as

after a time the language he had heard spoken for the first eight years

of his life came back to him rapidly. He had hardly begun to look for a

reply from his uncle when Dr. Bubear handed him the letter, which he

doubted not contained the answer. He had hardly hoped that it would be

favourable, for during the intervening time he had learned something of

what was going on in the Punjaub, and knew that since Runjeet Singh's

death there had been many troubles there, and that things were in a very

unsettled state.

This information he had received from one of the boys whose father was a

director of the East India Company. The doctor's words, however, gave

him some hope, and when alone he opened the letter with less trepidation

than he would otherwise have felt. Messrs. Sims & Hammond wrote as

follows:--

"We have pleasure in forwarding to you a communication from Colonel

Roland Groves, which was inclosed in one sent to us. In the latter he

expressed his readiness to receive you, while pointing out that the

position of affairs in the Punjaub was unsettled in the extreme. He

doubtless speaks further of this in his letter to you. As our late

client, your father, instructed us that we were to be guided entirely by

your decision in the matter, we leave it in your hands, observing,

however, that in the face of your uncle's statements with regard to the

country, it appears to us that to go out to him at present would be an

exceedingly ill-advised and rash step. Should you, however, decide upon

doing so, we will, upon hearing from you, take the necessary steps for

obtaining your outfit and securing your berth. A client of ours in

Calcutta will, we doubt not, arrange on your arrival there for

forwarding you up the country to your uncle."

Having read this, Percy broke the seal of the inclosure and read as

follows:--

"MY DEAR NEPHEW,--I am filled with grief to learn from a letter,

forwarded to me after his death, that your father is no more. It is

many years since I saw him; but we were always capital friends, though

as unlike in disposition as two brothers could be. He tells me that he

has no friends in England in whose charge he could place you, and asks

if I will have you out with me until you are of an age to enter the army

at home, if, indeed, you do not decide to follow my example and take

service with one of the native princes.

"As far as taking charge of you goes, I am perfectly ready to do

so--indeed more than ready; for it will give me great pleasure to have

poor Hugo's son with me and to treat him as my own, for I am childless.

But the sort of career I have chosen is pretty nearly closed. The

Company have most of India under their thumb, and allow no English

except their own officials to take service with the protected princes.

At present the Punjaub is independent, but I don't think it can remain

so much longer. Since the death of the Old Lion, as Runjeet Singh was

called, things have gone from bad to worse. One ruler after another has

been set up, and either dethroned or assassinated. The army is

practically master of the country; and one of its first steps was to

demand the dismissal of all foreign officers, and the greater part of us

were accordingly discharged.

"Some of them left the country; others, like myself, are living on the

estates granted us by Runjeet Singh, and on the pickings, which were

considerable, that had come to us during our term of service, and we are

waiting to see what may be the next turn of the wheel. Life here is

something like that of a baron of old in England. My house is, in fact,

a fortress perched on a rock. I have a garrison of several hundred

picked men, and as I am a much easier master than most of these Sikhs,

who wring the last farthing from the cultivators, I could raise a

thousand more at a couple of days' notice. Still the place is not

impregnable; and in the present disturbed state of the land, where there

is practically no law save that of might, I might be besieged by some

powerful Rajah, and in the event of the place being taken there is no

doubt what my fate would be.

"However, at present the great men are too intent upon quarrelling with

each other to trouble about me, especially as they know that the place

is not to be taken without hard knocks. Moreover, although we who take

service with foreign princes have no claim whatever for protection from

our own countrymen, the fact of my being an Englishman is to some extent

a safeguard. However, I want to put the case fairly before you; and if

you come out here I will do my best for you--I will try to fill, as far

as I can, your father's place. At the same time I warn you that the

position here is a perilous one, and that there is no predicting how

matters may turn out. My own opinion is, however, that our people can

never permit the state of things that prevails here to go on, and will

be forced to interfere before long. The Sikhs think that they are fully

a match for us. I know better. They are brave, but so impatient of

discipline, that although they look well enough on parade they would

become a mere mob when fighting began.

"I need not say that the annexation of the Punjaub by the English would

suit me admirably, but there will be a time of great trouble and danger

before that can be accomplished. I daresay you wonder that I do not

come home, having made, as you may suppose, a fortune amply sufficient

to live upon there. But I do not think I shall ever do that; I have

lived too long in India to settle down to English ways. Now that your

poor father has gone I have not a single friend in England, and the

humdrum life would kill me in no time, after having for four-and-twenty

years lived in an atmosphere of intrigue, excitement, and danger.

"Now you know all about it, Percy, and can judge for yourself. By the

time you get this letter you will be almost fifteen, and, as your father

tells me that he has talked the matter over with you, capable of forming

some sort of an opinion. As far as money goes, do not let that

influence you one way or the other. The Old Lion was one of the most

liberal of paymasters; and although one spends money freely out here, I

took care to transmit a considerable portion of the presents I received

and the money I earned to a firm who act as my agents in Calcutta, so as

to be in safety if at any time I had to make a bolt of it. That money

will some day be yours whether you come out to me or not, for I have no

one else to leave it to; and I am, by the same messenger who carries

this letter to the British agent at Loodiana, sending instructions to my

agents that in case of anything happening to me, the money is to be

transferred to your name, and they are to communicate with the firm who

are, as your father tells me, his lawyers in London.

"I don't know whether I am acting altogether wisely in agreeing to your

coming out; and I certainly should not have done so if it had not been

that your father, who must have been perfectly aware of the disturbed

state of this country, evidently wished that it should be so. Well, if

the life has its dangers, it has its advantages. In our army at home an

officer is but one bit of a great machine; his life is a routine, and in

peace time as dull as ditch-water. Here a man has, every day and every

hour, need of his brains, his courage, quickness, and spirit. In

war-time we fight the enemies of the Maharajah; in peace we have to

combat the intrigues of our enemies and rivals, to guard against the

dangers of assassination, to countermine the approaches of the enemy, to

be ready for instant flight, or sudden favour and promotion.

"It is a man's life, Percy, and to a man of spirit worth a hundred

existences at home. If I knew you personally I could form a better idea

as to whether I ought to say to you, stay where you are, or, come here.

Your father says that he thinks you have a fair share of pluck and

determination, and that he considers you to be as sharp and shrewd as

most boys of your age. As he was the last man in the world to speak one

word beyond what he considered due, I take it that his estimate of your

character is in no way too flattering.

"Think it over yourself, Percy. Can you thrash most fellows your own

age? Can you run as far and as fast as most of them? Can you take a

caning without whimpering over it? Do you feel, in fact, that you are

able to go through fully as much as any of your companions? Are you

good at planning a piece of mischief, and ready to take the lead in

carrying it out? For though such gifts as these do not recommend a boy

to the favour of his schoolmaster, they are worth more out here than a

knowledge of all the dead languages. It is pluck and endurance, and a

downright love of adventure and danger, that have made us the masters of

the greater part of India, and will ere long make us rulers of the whole

of it; and it is of no use anyone coming out here, especially to take

service with one of the native princes, unless he is disposed to love

danger for its own sake, and to feel that he is willing and ready to

meet it from whatever quarter it may come. However, there is no

occasion for you to make up your mind at present upon more than the

point whether you will come out to me for three or four years; when it

will be time enough to make your final decision. In any case you may

always consider me your affectionate uncle, ROLAND."

Percy read the letter through very carefully. It was something like

what he had expected, for his father had in his last days spoken much to

him of his brother.

"He was cut out for the life he has led, Percy," he had said to him.

"He was the leader in all mischief at school; he had any amount of

energy and life. He would not have made a good officer in the king's

service; for he was impatient of authority, and would have been at

loggerheads with the adjutant, and perhaps with the colonel, in no time.

Once he set his mind to do a thing he would do it, whatever it was; and

his straight-forwardness and loyal nature would certainly win for him

the confidence of any of these Indian princes, accustomed as they are to

being surrounded with intriguers ready at all times to take sides with

the most powerful, and to sell themselves to the highest bidder. He

will tell you frankly whether he thinks you had better come out to him

or stay at home. But mind, if you do go out he will expect a good deal

of you, and if you don't do credit to him as well as to yourself, he

will have no hesitation in packing you off home again at an hour's

notice."

Percy was pleased to see that, although he warned him of the

difficulties and dangers of the position, his uncle clearly did wish him

to come out to him, and he had no hesitation whatever in making his

decision. After reading the letter for the third time, he placed it in

his pocket and went across to the doctor's.

"I expected you, Groves," the latter said, when he was shown into his

study. "So your uncle is willing to receive you, but leaves the choice

entirely to yourself. That is what Messrs. Sims & Hammond said in their

letter to me. Evidently they think it a very foolish business, but say

that as they are bound by their instructions they have only to carry

them out if you decide to go, but they hope that I shall use my

influence to induce you to decide upon remaining here. I have no

intention of doing so. It was for your father to make his choice, and he

made it. He knows the country and he knows your uncle's character, and

as he thought the opening a good one for you, I do not feel that it lies

within my province to influence your decision any way. I need hardly ask

what the decision is. I know that you have been looking forward to the

receipt of this letter, and the ardour with which you have worked at

Hindustani, as your master tells me, shows that your wishes lay in that

direction. So you have made up your mind to go?"

"Yes, sir. My uncle does not try to persuade me to come, but he says

that he will be very glad to have me with him. He lives in a fortified

castle with a lot of retainers, like a feudal baron, he says."

"Then I am quite sure no more need be said," the doctor replied smiling;

"I don't think any boy could withstand the prospect of living in a

fortified castle. And now I suppose you want to go and see the

solicitors?"

"If you please, sir."

"Very well. I will give you leave off school this afternoon. If you

find that there is a ship sailing shortly you will have many

preparations to make, and as I am quite sure your thoughts will be too

occupied to think of lessons you may consider them at an end. If,

however, you find it will be some little time before you are able to

sail, I shall expect you to put the matter altogether out of your head

until the time approaches, and to work as hard as you can; though we

will give up Latin, and you can devote yourself entirely to Hindustani.

Let me see you when you return from the lawyer's. You know the way to

London Bridge. You cross that, and anyone you meet will then direct you

to Fenchurch Street. You had better have your dinner before you start."

Messrs. Sims & Hammond did not conceal from Percy their opinion that his

decision to go out to join his uncle savoured of lunacy. "We are

willing to carry out your father's instructions," the senior partner

said, shrugging his shoulders. "We considered it our duty to express our

opinion frankly on the subject to him. Having done that without avail,

our duty in the matter is at an end. We find it a not unusual thing for

our clients to prefer their own opinions to ours, not unfrequently to

their own cost. Since we have received your uncle's communication

yesterday, we have made inquiries as to the vessels loading for

Calcutta, and find that the Indiaman the _Deccan_ will sail in ten days'

time. That will, I take it, be sufficient time for you to make your

preparations. One of our clerks will at once go with you to take your

berth, and then accompany you to some outfitter's to get all that is

requisite. Your father left with us a list of the clothing and other

matters he considered would be required in the event of your going."

Five minutes later Percy set out in charge of an elderly clerk, and by

the close of the afternoon the passage was taken and the whole of the

outfit ordered, and Percy walked back to Dulwich quite overwhelmed at

the extent of the wardrobe that his father had deemed necessary for him

for the voyage. Several suits of clothes had, in accordance with the

instructions on the list, been ordered, of a size considerably too large

for him at present. Major Groves had appended a note to the list,

saying that he did not consider it necessary that a large stock of such

clothes should be provided, as there would be no difficulty in having

them made in India, and that, moreover, Percy would probably, to some

extent, wear native attire.

The ten days passed rapidly. Percy, although nominally free from the

school-room, nevertheless worked with ardour at his Hindustani.

"You have made great progress, Groves," his teacher said on the last

day. "I should advise you strongly to work several hours a day at it

during the voyage. Some of the passengers who are returning to India

are sure to have with them native servants and ayahs, and you had best

take every opportunity of speaking with them. You must remember that

there are a large number of dialects, and even of distinct languages, in

India; and it is probable that you will find your Hindustani of little

use to you in Northern India. Still, it will greatly facilitate your

learning the other languages, and most of the educated natives

understand it, as, like French on the Continent, it is the general

medium of communication between the natives of different parts of the

country. Possibly you may find among the servants on board a native of

Northern India, and may be able to commence your study of Punjaubi with

him."

Two days before the vessel sailed Percy went by appointment to the

lawyer's office, and Mr. Hammond took him to the shipping office and

introduced him to the captain of the _Deccan_.

"I will give an eye to the lad as far as I can, Mr. Hammond," Captain

Grierson said; "though, to tell you the truth, I would almost as lief

have a monkey as a boy to look after. Still I don't feel the

responsibility as great as that of my young lady passengers. Do what I

may, they will indulge in flirtation, and I have to bear the brunt of

the anger of the relatives to whom they are consigned in India, when

they discover that my charges have already disposed of themselves on the

voyage."

During those last days Percy was the object of the greatest envy and

admiration of his school-fellows. To be going all the way out to India

by himself was in itself splendid; but the idea that he was to live in a

castle with armed retainers, and the possibility of a siege and all

other sorts of unknown dangers, seemed almost too great a stroke of good

fortune to fall to the lot of anybody. Most of his effects had been

sent direct on board the _Deccan_, but he had obtained from the store

where they had been deposited, the cases containing his father's rifles,

double-barrelled gun and pistols, and the fact that he was the possessor

of such arms greatly heightened the admiration of his companions.

But even the knowledge that the pistols were in his cabin, and the other

arms stowed below with the greater portion of his belongings, scarcely

sufficed to keep up his spirits as he stood, a solitary and rather

forlorn boy, on the deck of the great ship as she warped out through the

dock-gates.

The doctor had come down early to see him on board, but had been obliged

to return at once to his duties at the school, and everyone but himself

seemed to have friends to see them off. The entrance to the docks was

crowded with people waving their handkerchiefs and shouting _adieux_ to

those on board, while many who were to land at Gravesend were on deck

chatting with their friends. The captain stopped good-naturedly by his

side for a moment as he passed along.

"All alone, Groves, eh? You will soon make friends, and I think you are

really better off than those who haven't got over saying their last

good-byes yet. I always think it is much better to finish all that sort

of thing at home, instead of prolonging the pain. Here, Harcourt," he

called to a young fellow about sixteen, in a midshipman's dress, "you

haven't anything to do just at present. Give an eye to this youngster;

he is going out to join an uncle in India, and is all alone on board.

Introduce him to the other midshipmen when you get an opportunity. I

have told the steward to mess him with you; he will be much more

comfortable there than he would be with the people in the cabin aft.

You will like that arrangement, won't you, Groves?"

"Very much indeed, sir," Percy said, feeling as if a great load had been

lifted off his mind. Harcourt led him down between decks to the

ward-room, as they called it, where the third and fourth officers and

the four midshipmen messed.

"This is our palace, Groves. A bit of a hole in comparison with the

saloon, but a snug little den, too, when everything is going on well and

everyone is in good temper. I will tell the others that the skipper has

made you free of it. The third and fourth officers are both good

fellows, and I think you will find it comfortable. If you don't, you

have got the saloon to fall back upon."

"I am sure to find it comfortable," Percy said confidently. "I have come

fresh from school, you know, and am not accustomed to luxuries; I should

find it miserable among all those grown-up people. I only wish I was

going out as a midshipman instead of a passenger, so as to have

something to do."

"Ah, well, you can talk to the skipper about that. Perhaps he will put

you on a watch if you ask him. I don't say the work is very lively, for

it isn't; but I know that I should be very sorry to have to make the

voyage with nothing to do but walk about with my hands in my pockets.

However, I must go on deck now. We had our breakfast long ago; we dine

at two bells, that is one o'clock. If you can't hold on until then I

will get our steward to bring you a biscuit."

"I can hold on very well. I had a cup of tea and something to eat

before I left."

Percy followed Harcourt on deck again, and feeling now more settled as

to his position, was able to look on with interest and pleasure at what

was being done around him. The passengers had settled themselves a

little; some had got out their chairs, and were seated chatting in

groups, but the ladies for the most part were below arranging their

cabins. Men in couples walked up and down the waist smoking, or leaned

against the bulwarks discussing the voyage and their mutual

acquaintances. Most of the sails had now been set, for the wind was

favourable, and the great ship was running fast down the river and was

just passing Woolwich. A sailor, bare-footed and with his trousers

turned up to his knees, was sluicing the decks with water. Others were

coiling up ropes. Others again, dressed more in accordance with Percy's

ideas as to the neatness of a sailor's costume, were standing at the

sheets and braces in readiness to trim the sails to port or starboard,

as the sharp turns of the river brought the wind on one quarter or the

other.

Percy was surprised at the silence that reigned among so many men, but

he understood the reason when the sharp orders were shouted from the

quarter-deck where the first officer was standing by the side of the

pilot. Then there was a hauling of ropes and a creaking of blocks, and

the towering pile of yards and sails swung over. Now and then the

ship's course was suddenly changed to avoid some barge or smaller craft

that got in her way, sometimes missing by the smallest margin running

them down. On one or two of these occasions a mate shouted angrily down

at those in charge of these craft, and these shouted as angrily back

again. Once past Erith the river widened and the dangers of collision

ceased, for the craft were all proceeding in the same direction; for the

stream was now running too strongly for the barges to attempt to make

their way against it, even by hugging the shore and keeping in

back-waters. At twelve o'clock the luncheon bell rang, and the

passengers disappeared from deck. But Percy was so absorbed in watching

the shore that he was quite surprised when Harcourt touched him on the

shoulder and said:

"There are two bells, youngster. You must keep your ears open or you

will be missing your meals; for they do not ring for us, and anyone who

does not turn up to his grub goes without it."

The voyage was a very pleasant one to Percy Groves. The captain did not

allow him to act as a volunteer midshipman; but it was not long before

he ceased to regret this decision, for he found among the four or five

native servants returning to India with their masters one from the

Punjaub. The man's duties on board occupied but a very small portion of

his time, as he had little to do except wait on his master at meals; and

he was very glad to arrange, for what seemed to Percy a ridiculously

small sum, to spend five or six hours a day in conversation with him.

Accordingly, after breakfast and dinner the two took seats up in the

bow, Percy on a low stool, the native squatted beside him, and there

spent hours, at first in learning the Punjaubi equivalents for

Hindustani words, and then, as time went on, in conversation.

[Illustration: PERCY LEARNS THE PUNJAUBI LANGUAGE]

The native knew a little Hindustani, and could get on fairly in English,

so that they were able from the first to comprehend each other; and as

Percy's former studies helped him materially, he picked up Punjaubi

quickly, and by the end of the voyage was able to express himself in it

with considerable freedom. He was always up early in the morning, and

until breakfast-time chatted with any officers or midshipmen off duty,

and sometimes with the early risers among the passengers--two or three

of whom, when they found that the lad was a first-class passenger on his

way out to India to join an uncle, became very friendly with him, being

struck with the steady way in which he passed the greater portion of the

day in preparing himself, as far as possible, for the life he was about

to lead.

"Why don't you come aft, Groves?" one of them asked him.

"I should feel altogether strange, sir. The two officers and the

midshipmen are all very kind and friendly, and we live very well there,

and I feel much more at home than I should do with the ladies. I have

not been accustomed to ladies. I do not remember my mother, and for

years I lived altogether at school. After my father came back, and I

lived at home with him, only gentlemen came to the house. I like it all

very much, and should not like to change. Besides, if I got to know a

good many passengers, I might not be able to spend so much time in work;

and I do so want when I join my uncle to be able to be useful to him,

which I could not be if I did not know anything of the language."

"Well, I am sure, Groves, your uncle ought to be pleased when you join

him to know how hard you have worked. It would be a very good thing if

every young cadet and writer who went out would do as you do, and

prepare himself for his work out there, instead of wasting six months in

lounging about, trying to make himself agreeable to the women on board.

He would not only find it very useful out there, but he would find it

very profitable. For a young fellow who, on arrival, was able to speak

one of the languages pretty fluently, would be certain to attract the

notice of the authorities, and would find himself in a responsible and

well-paid berth, while the others were kept at desks in Calcutta or

Bombay, or sent out as assistants to unimportant posts.

"It is my servant who is teaching you, and he tells me that you are

making wonderful progress, and that you already know as much of the

language as many officers who have been in India for years. I can tell

you, too, that you could not have taken up a more useful dialect than

Punjaubi. At present, of course, the Punjaub is independent, and the

consequence is there are very few officials who have taken the trouble

to learn the language; but no one doubts that the time is not very far

distant when we shall have to interfere there, and in a few years we may

have to take it over altogether. In that case I need hardly say that

there will be a great demand for officials able to speak the language;

and should you enter the Company's service, you would have every chance

of obtaining a post there of greater importance and profit than you

could hope to reach after years of service under ordinary conditions.

"I myself am stationed in the province south of the Sutlej, which the

Sikhs at any rate consider to be a part of the Punjaub, and am pretty

well acquainted with what is going on at Lahore. I don't know your

uncle personally, although of course I know him well by reputation. He

was one of the best of the European officers in the Sikh service; and

although, like all the others, he was dismissed at the bidding of the

mutinous soldiery, I have always heard him spoken well of. He was

popular among the men of the two regiments that he commanded, and bore

an excellent reputation among the natives generally, abstaining from the

high-handed exactions by which some of the foreign officers amassed

large sums of money. He is said to have been prompt in action, to have

maintained excellent order amongst his men, to have protected the

natives against any acts of plundering or misconduct, and the districts

where he was stationed were contented and prosperous.

"Like most of the other foreign officers, he held himself altogether

aloof from court intrigues. Doubtless they were perfectly right in

doing so; but for all that, as matters have turned out, it might have

been better for the Punjaub had these officers gone beyond their duties

and thrown their whole weight into the scale in favour of some strong

man who would have put a stop to the dissensions that if they continue

will certainly bring ruin upon the country.

"However, their position was a very difficult one. The Sikh chieftains

were always adverse to Runjeet Singh's policy of Europeanizing his army,

and were extremely jealous of the favour he extended to the Europeans in

his service; consequently the position of these officers was, from the

moment of his death, an extremely delicate one. Moreover, it is

probable that the Indian authorities would have viewed with considerable

disfavour the passing of the affairs of the Punjaub into the hands of

European adventurers, of whom only two or three were English. The

foreigners, of course, would have had no sympathy whatever with our

aims, and would indeed have been formidable opponents in case of

trouble, their interests lying entirely in the maintenance of the

present state of things in the Punjaub.

"You are going out to the most troubled portion of India, youngster; and

I almost wonder at your uncle allowing you to come, for there will be a

great convulsion there before matters finally settle down."

"So he told me when he wrote, sir. I am only going out to him till I

get old enough to either go into the army or to enter the Company's

service, if my father's friends can obtain a commission or a writership

for me."

"Get a writership, my boy, if you have the chance. The civil service is

vastly better paid than the military. Well, it may be that we shall be

thrown together again out there. It is nearly time for our commissioner

at Loodiana to go home for his furlough, and I think it very probable

that I shall be appointed to his post during his absence, in which case

I am pretty certain to be in communication with your uncle; and it may

be that when the time comes I shall be able to lend you a helping hand

to enter the service. If you stick to work as you are doing now, I

shall certainly feel justified in recommending you as one who would

prove a valuable young officer in the Punjaub if we become its masters,

or on the frontier if the country still maintains its independence. In

the meantime, if there be trouble in the Punjaub and you have to fly for

your life, remember you will find a hearty welcome at Loodiana."

The voyage was free from any incidents of importance. The _Deccan_

rounded the Cape without experiencing any unusually bad weather, and

except for one or two minor gales the weather was fine throughout the

voyage.

Most of the passengers were delighted when she dropped anchor at last in

the Hooghly, but much as Percy longed to see the wonders of India, he

was almost sorry when the voyage came to an end, for the time had passed

very pleasantly to him. This had been especially the case towards the

latter portion; for his studies had increased in interest as he acquired

a knowledge of the language, and by the end of the voyage he had come to

know a good many of the passengers. His first friend, Mr. Fullarton,

had spoken warmly to others in favour of the quiet lad, of whom they

caught sight when they happened to stroll forward to smoke a cigar,

occupied so intently upon his conversations with the native beside him.

"I hate book-worms," one of them had said when Mr. Fullarton had first

spoken to him on the subject. "Give me a lad with pluck and spirit, and

I don't care a snap of the finger whether he can construe Euripides or

solve a problem in high mathematics. What we want for India are men who

can ride and shoot, who are ready at any moment to start on a

hundred-mile journey on horseback, who will scale a hill fort with a

handful of men, or with half a dozen Sowars tackle a dacoit and his

band. What do the natives care for our learning? It is our pluck and

fighting powers that have made us their masters."

"That is all very true, Lyndhurst, and I thoroughly agree with you that

of all ways of choosing officials for India examinations would be the

very worst; but this lad is not a bookworm at all in your sense of the

word. He knows that it will be of great advantage to him when he

arrives in India to be able to speak the language, and he has

accordingly set himself to do it with a dogged perseverance that would

do credit to a man. Look how he has utilized the voyage, while the

cadets and ensigns and young civilians have thrown away six months of

their lives in absolute idleness. Besides, I am sure the boy does not

lack either pluck or spirit. I am up a good deal earlier than you are

in the morning, and I see him going about the rigging like a monkey. He

is quite as much at home up there as are any of the midshipmen, some of

whom have been four or five years at sea. I saw him sky-larking the

other evening with two or three of them, and I can tell you he quite

held his own. He is certainly a favourite with all the officers. I

should be ready to wager that when the time comes he will turn out well,

whatever circumstances he may fall upon. He is a merry fellow too, and

has one of the most infectious laughs I ever heard; he is no more like

your ideal book-worm than I am."

The only time that Percy came aft and mixed with the other passengers

was when they practised rifle or pistol shooting, sometimes at empty

bottles thrown into the sea, sometimes at bottles swinging from one or

other of the yardarms. This amusement was practised three or four times

a week, for it was a matter of importance to every man, military or

civilian, to be a good shot. It was useful in the hunting of tigers and

other big game. Life might depend upon proficiency with a pistol if

attacked by a fanatic or in a brush with dacoits, while for men likely

to be engaged with the fierce tribesmen of the hills, or in conflict

with Sikh, Beloochee, Pathan, or Afghan, a quick eye and a steady hand

were essential.

Encouraged by Mr. Fullarton, Percy got out his pistols on the first day

when the practice began, and never missed an opportunity afterwards.

"Never mind the rifle," his friend said; "you are not likely to do

tiger-hunting at present, and you will have plenty of time and

opportunities for that later on. Stick to your pistol practice; you are

going among a wild set of people, where the knife is readily drawn in a

quarrel, and where men do not hesitate to rid themselves of a foe or a

rival by assassination. Practise with your pistols steadily on every

occasion here, and keep it up afterwards; it may be of more use to you

than everything you have learnt at school from the day when you first

went there. You know I approve of your sticking to your Punjaubi, but

you can well spare an hour three or four times a week; and although it

may do you more good in your future career to be a good linguist than to

be a good pistol-shot, the last may be the means of saving your life,

and unless you can do that, your study of languages will be so much time

thrown away."

And so by the end of the voyage Percy became a very fair shot with the

pistol, and indeed there were few of the passengers who could break a

swinging bottle more frequently than he. He was surprised, when the

anchor dropped, at the eagerness evinced by the majority of the

passengers to get on shore. He himself looked on quietly, for the

captain had said to him early that morning, "There is no use in your

hurrying ashore, Groves; you know no one there, and an hour earlier or

later will make no difference to you. I shall be going off this

afternoon and will take you with me, and after I have been to the

shipping office I will go with you to the people you have letters for.

I know them personally, and an introduction from me will probably

interest them more in you than will the formal letter those lawyer

fellows are likely to have written."

The captain's introduction was of great benefit to Percy. The agent

took an interest in him, and put him up at his house for a fortnight.

At the end of that time he arranged for him to take a passage up country

in a native craft that two or three officers had chartered to convey

them to Delhi, beyond which town there would be no difficulty in hiring

a boat to the point at which he would disembark, and thence travel up by

road. He enjoyed his journey much, although it occupied a considerable

time. He could have gone very much faster by road; but time was no

particular object, and the agent thought that he would be cheated right

and left in his bargains for vehicles, and might not improbably have

some of his baggage stolen. Percy greatly preferred the passage by

river, and when finally he had to take to a close vehicle, he

congratulated himself that he had accomplished the greater part of the

journey free from the dust, heat, and inconveniences of land travel. He

learned that he would have done much better had he taken his passage

from England to the other side of India and ascended the Indus, but he

supposed that his uncle had directed him to come _via_ Calcutta because

his own agent was there and could make the arrangements for him, and he

perhaps considered that the passage thence by water would be much safer

than one through the recently-conquered province of Scinde.

This was indeed, as he afterwards learnt, the reason why Calcutta had

been chosen instead of Bombay. There had, about the time his uncle

wrote, been a number of robberies, sometimes accompanied by murder, of

persons travelling up the Indus in boat, and it was for this reason the

longer and safer route up the Jumna had been chosen. He left the boat

at Sultanpoor, and had about a hundred miles of travel thence through

Umballah and Sirhind to Loodiana, a station in what was known as the

protected district. Here on the frontier of the Punjaub were stationed

some British troops with a Resident, whose special duty was to keep the

government informed of what was going on upon the other side of the

Sutlej.

The agent had advised him on his arrival at Loodiana to go straight to

the Residency.

"It is probable that your uncle will have written to the Resident about

your coming, and that instructions as to the best course for pursuing

your journey may be awaiting you there. It is a long way from Loodiana

to his place, which lies quite in the north of the Punjaub, and but a

short distance from the Afghan frontier. He will know about what time

you will arrive, and may even have sent down one of his officers to

accompany you on the way. He could not, of course, guess that you would

know any of the languages, and it would be impossible for you, speaking

nothing but English, to make your way alone through the Punjaub. Even

as it is, I should advise you, should you on arriving at Loodiana find

no one there from your uncle, to send up word that you have arrived, and

to wait quietly, even if it be a month, till you hear from him."

*CHAPTER II.*

*THE SHADOW OF WAR.*

Leaving the cart with his luggage a short distance away, Percy entered

the office of the Residency, and giving his name to a clerk said that he

was desirous of speaking to the Resident.

The clerk on his return from the inner room requested Percy to follow

him. An officer was sitting at a desk. He looked up with a smile as

the lad entered, and Percy was astonished to see Mr. Fullarton, to whom

he had said good-bye on board the _Deccan_.

"You did not expect to see me here, Groves?" he said as he shook him

cordially by the hand.

"No indeed, sir, I had not the slightest idea that you had left

Calcutta. I am glad indeed to see you."

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