ISBN: 1162665947

Copertina flessibile, [EAN: 9781162665948], Kessinger Publishing, Kessinger Publishing, Libro, [PU: Kessinger Publishing], Kessinger Publishing, I said no more because I knew he was right… Mehr…

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ISBN: 9781162665948

A Sikh who must have stood about six feet without his turban-and only imagination knows how stately he was with it-loomed out of the violet mist of an Indian morning and scrutinized me wi… Mehr…

A Sikh who must have stood about six feet without his turban-and only imagination knows how stately he was with it-loomed out of the violet mist of an Indian morning and scrutinized me with calm brown eyes. His khaki uniform, like two of the medal ribbons on his breast, was new, but nothing else about him suggested rawness. Attitude, grayness, dignity, the unstudied strength of his politeness, all sang aloud of battles won. Battles with himself they may have been-but they were won. I began remembering ice-polished rocks that the glaciers once dropped along Maine valleys, when his quiet voice summoned me back to India and the convalescent camp beyond whose outer gate I stood. Two flags on lances formed the gate and the boundary line was mostly imaginary; but one did not trespass, because at about the point where vision no longer pierced the mist there stood a sentry, and the grounding of a butt on gravel and now and then a cough announced others beyond him again. Books Literary Collections~~General Hira-Singh~~Talbot-Mundy Kessinger Publishing Company<

ISBN: 9781162665948

Paperback, [PU: Kessinger Publishing], This book is a facsimile reprint and may contain imperfections such as marks, notations, marginalia and flawed pages. I said no more because I knew… Mehr…

Paperback, [PU: Kessinger Publishing], This book is a facsimile reprint and may contain imperfections such as marks, notations, marginalia and flawed pages. I said no more because I knew he was right. If he should shoot Gooja Singh the troopers would ascribe it to nothing else than fear. A British officer might do it and they would say, "Behold how he scorns to shirk responsibility!" Yet of Ranjoor Singh they would have said, "He fears us, and behold the butchery begins! Who shall be next?" Nevertheless, had I stood in his shoes, I would have shot and buried Gooja Singh to forestall trouble. I would have shot Gooja Singh and the Turk and Tugendheim all three with one volley. And the Turk's forty men would have met a like fate at the first excuse., Anthologies (non-poetry)<