Collected Stories of Arthur Conan Doyle. Title: Collected Stories of Arthur Conan Doyle. Author: Arthur Conan Doyle. A Project Gutenberg Australia e. Book *. e. Book No.: 1. Language: English. Date first posted: January 2. Capitaine Conan 1996 TrailerDate most recently updated: February 2. Production notes: AN EBOOK COMPILED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG AUSTRALIA. Project Gutenberg Australia e. Books are created from printed editions. Australia, unless a copyright notice. We do NOT keep any e. Books in compliance with a particular. Be sure to check the. You may copy it, give it away or re- use it under the terms. Personnages principaux. Hercule Poirot Qui ne conna? Claude Bavoux dresse en historien le portrait du Capitaine Seneque, t NEW YORK - Tomas Plekanec agira comme capitaine pour la formation de la R. Ebooks libres et gratuits Livres . Les deux adresses de Ebooks libres et gratuits : Site principal : http:// - Site miroir : http://www.ebooksgratuits.org. La suite tant attendue et tant repouss La guerre, telle que l'a v. Avec une cinquantaine d'hommes, des durs de durs, ce capitaine de corps. Capitaine Conan CritiqueProject Gutenberg Australia License which may be viewed online at. GO TO Project Gutenberg Australia HOME PAGEby. Arthur Conan Doyle. AN EBOOK COMPILED BY PROJECT GUTENBERG AUSTRALIACONTENTSThat Veteran (1. Gentlemanly Joe (1. The Winning Shot (1. An Exciting Christmas Eve or, My Lecture on Dynamite (1. The Heiress of Glenmahowley (1. The Tragedians (1. The Lonely Hampshire Cottage (1. The Fate of the Evangeline (1. Touch and Go: A Midshipman's Story (1. Uncle Jeremy's Household (1. The Stone of Boxman's Drift (1. A Pastoral Horror (1. Our Midnight Visitor (1. The Voice of Science (1. The Colonel's Choice (1. A Sordid Affair (1. A Regimental Scandal (1. The Recollections of Captain Wilkie (1. The Confession (1. The Retirement of Signor Lambert (1. A True Story of the Tragedy of Flowery Land (1. An Impression of the Regency (1. The Centurion (1. The Death Voyage (1. The End of Devil Hawker (1. The Last Resource (1. THAT VETERANFirst published in All The Year Round, Sep 2, 1. First book appearance in The Unknown Conan Doyle, 1. Thank you sir, I take it hot with sugar. I had been toiling along for the last ten miles, vowing in my heart. Principality. My opinions of the. Celt, his manners, customs, and above all his language, were very much. The ruling passion of my life. Jones, Davis. Morris, and every other branch of the great Cymric trunk. Now, however, sitting. Langerod, with a tumbler of smoking punch at my. I was inclined to take a more rosy view of. Perhaps it was thsa spirit of reconciliation which induced me. One after another I've forfeited them—my badges and my good. I was wounded once in the. Delhi, and this is what I got for it, just because I. You don't happen to have a fill of 'baccy about. Thank you, sir; you are the first gentleman I have met this many a. Why, Lord bless you, I knows it as well as I know thia here. You've read about it, may be, but I could make it clear to you in a. This here fender is the French attack, you see, and this poker. Bussian lines. Here's the Mamelon opposite the Frenoh, and the Redan. English. This spittoon stands for the harbour of Balaclava. That's the one I served in. You see it all now, don't you, sir? It was a terrible thorn in. So at last the General, he would stand. We got our chance at last, and five. When the word was given they. There was never a shot fired on our side, sir. The Russians stood like men—they. Up to the end they never turned, and our. There was a young. I disremember his name, but he was a terrible one for. He wasn't more'n nineteen, but was as tall as you, sir, and a deal. They say that he never drew his sword during the whole war, but he. It was a nasty weapon in hands like his. If a man came at him. I've heard from men in his company that he. One or two leading questions were all that. I refilled my pipe, settled myself down in my chair, put my. It was queer what a fancy they had for the English. Our fellows that were taken by them were uncommon well used. All they wanted. was dash. Where they were put they would stick, and they could shoot right. They could drive the French before them, though, when we. I've seen them come out for a sortie, and kill them like flies. They were all great. Look at what. happened to poor Bill Cameron, of our battery. He got a letter that his wife. England. He drew his twenty- eight pound pay, and was to sail in a. Frenoh. oanteen that night, just to have a last wet, and he lets out there that he had. We found him next morning lying as dead as mutton between. There was many an Englishman murdered that winter, sir, and many a. Frenchman who had a good British pea- jacket to keop out the cold. Thank you, sir. I thought I'd just make sure. Well, four of our fellows—Sam Kelcey and. Jack Burns and Prout—were over in the Frenoh lines on a bit. When we were coming back, this chap Prout suddenly gets an idea. He. was an Irishman, and uncommon clever. All. you've to do is to seem very drunk, and to keep saying . They keep their money in little bags. At last we was within a. Anglais! Anglais!'. English,' sir; and there, sure enough, was about a. We stumbled along. Pretty soon they stopped, and one. Sam Kelcey and says, 'What time you call. Sam says nothing, but gives. Frenohie, thinking it all right, sprang at his. Sam Kelcey was the. The others. made a run at un, but all they oould do was to kick and scream, while we kept. We had all their. Five- and- thirty golden pieces in English money and French we counted out. There was never another drunken man. I was afraid that I had exhausted his story- telling. When I was stationed at Gibraltar after the war Joe Kelcey was working. England for some. He was known to be a bold and resolute man, and the. One day. he was working on the banks of the river and he seed an empty hamper come. He gets hold of the hamper, and be knocks the bottom out, and. Next morning we were having breakfast when in. Come on, boys; the five- of spades is. Out we all tumbled, and begin searching like. There wasn't a drain or a hollow but was overhauled, and never a sign. Joe, till at last we gave him up in despair, and agreed that he must be at. I thought. nothing of it at the time, but in a quarter of an hour I happened to oatch. I stared at it in astonishment. Blest if it isn't moving against wind and tide and. Nature.'. Off he goes, and is back in a minute with a spy- glass, and takes a peep. Just run up the. signal to the man- of- war.'. Now if we had left well enough alone, Joe would have been caught sure. But Captain Morgan says. A more wonderful shot you never saw, and the whole crowd that. It hit the top of the hamper and sent. When the foam from the splash had cleared away, he was still there. Spanish coast. It was a close. There was a cheer, sir, when. You've had a long walk maybe. Perhaps you'd best. Some of their riflemen were as good shots as ever pulled a. Excuse me, that glass is yours, sir, and the other is mine. Our. sharpshooters used to arrange four sandbags, one on each side, one in front. Then, you see. they shot through the little slit between the bag in front and the one on the. You'll hardly believe me, but I've. I've known as many as six men knocked over in. There was one. Russian fellow that had a sand- pit all of his own, right in front of our. I never saw anybody so persevering as that man was. Early in the. morning he'd be popping away, and there he'd stay until nightfall, taking his. He seemed to take a real pleasure in it, and as he. Many a good fellow he sent to. It got such a nuisance that we dropped shells at him now and again, but. A party. with a sergeant were at work, and just as the colonel came up, one of them. Who fired that!' says the colonel, putting up his. Does he often shoot like that?'. He. took about half his time getting the sergeant's gun loaded to please him. At. last he got it right, and the glass screwed well into his eye. As soon as the top of Smith's. The Russian he peeps out of the pit to see the effect of. The colonel fired with a sort of a chuckle, and the rifleman sprang up. By the way, it was handed over to Smith's widow, for he was a. Perhaps your eddication may help. I've seen it, though, many a time. I. remember the doctor of our regiment saying it was commonor among men hit. What do you think about it, sir? I never heard of such a case occurring in a battle, but I don't see. To their surprise, a. Russian came running down tha hill against them, with his firelock in. One or two fired at him, and seemed to miss him, for on he came till. Down goes the Russian. Had been shot through tha heart at the top of the. At least, that's what the. Perhaps you may have heard of it, for it got into print at the. One night a body, fearfully mangled and crushed, came crashing in among. Nobody could make head or tail of it, until. It seems that they had one. Russian battery. Now the night. It didn't much matter. Lord bless you, sir. I had a gentleman like yourself to talk to every night I'd be a different. I'll tell you one reason now for my coming to this place. And I'm doing it slow, but sure. Why, three weeks ago, I. I had my five glasses under my belt, and now I can. As you said just now, I have had a stirring. Did I ever tell you how I got. Why it was by hanging three men—three men with these very. We were in Corfu, three batteries of us, in '5. His dog trotted into the. A. party was made up, and followed the dog, who led them right up among the hills. There, with a lot of ferns and suchlike. He was a great favourite in the regiment, and more particularly with. There was a deal. Greeks on the island at tha time, and this had been. Well, when we got back. A court martial was held, and the three. Now came the difficulty, however, for it. They are very strict about that are the Greeks, and uncommon. The captain called for a volunteer, and out I stepped. I thought it was my duty, sir, seeing that I had been the dead man's. Well, the troops formed square round the scaffold, and I hung them as. Hamas. When the job was over, the captain says, 'Now, my lad, I'll save. There was a steamer there just. England, and I was shoved aboard, the crowd surging. You never heard such a howl as when they. I was gone. I have been a. I may say that was the only time I have been. I left. We searched the ship when we got out to sea. Greek stowaways aboard, each with his knife. We hove them over the side, and since I have never heard from them. I fear they may possibly have been drowned. Major. Campbell, who was over us in the Crimea, or Captain Onslow, or any of the old. You'll not forget the name.
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