CHAPTER TWENTY ONE.

"HAVE HEART AND HOPE, MY FRIEND."

Far away up the river Karoon, my children, lies the city of Akwaz, and

it was for this place our three little gunboats, the _Comet_, the

_Planet_, and the _Assyria_, now started.

But for the anxiety that I could not help noticing was depicted on my

dear master's face, this expedition would have been altogether as nice

as a picnic.

We--my master, the priest, Jock and I--went in the _Comet_, with one

hundred Highlanders.

Our whole force did not amount to much over three hundred men, and yet

with this little mite of an army we were going to attack a town, the

size and strength of which we were not even sure of.

I, however, felt no fear, because I heard master say that whatever men

dare, they can do.

Well, in due time we reached the town, and we landed, attacked and

captured it.

Persians are not cowards. They can fight well, and this army of about

nine thousand men would, doubtless, soon have destroyed our bold little

force, had it not been so arranged as to look like three invading

armies.

Then, of course, we had the support of the gunboats, and, as master

said, it was but right to give the Persian general his due. He must

have thought that our troops were but the advance-guard of General

Outram's whole force. And so he and his army ran away.

"Did much fur fly, Shireen?" asked Cracker.

Not much, said Shireen. You see, Cracker, we didn't get so near to the

enemy as you did to the butcher's dog that day you saved life, else

brave Jock McNab and master would have made plenty of fur fly.

From the river, the town of Akwaz and the broad sheet of water, with its

beautiful wooded islands, and the wild and rugged mountains far behind,

formed a scene which was lovely in the extreme.

On the evening after the day on which our gallant force had routed the

enemy, and captured the town with all their stores, the priest and my

master sat long on deck, talking of the past. I sit on the priest's

knee. There was a calm or repose about this man that to me was very

delightful, and as he smoothed me while he talked to master, I purred

and sang with my eyes half closed.

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