d for some minutes.

"I don't think the blacks are coming at all," said Harry.

"Bruce seems of a different opinion," answered Paul.

The dog was stretching out his neck, and slowly creeping forward;
presently he gave a loud bark, and then bounded back into the fort. At
the same instant the side of the hill below them appeared covered with
black forms, who kept flitting in and out among the trees, making their
way upwards. Bendigo shouted to them, but they only replied with loud
and derisive cries and shrieks. They had evidently made up their minds
to destroy the white men. Flourishing their spears, they leaped from
behind their cover, and came springing up the hill.

"Must not we fire?" asked Harry.

"Wait; they may even yet think better of it," answered Paul.

A flight of spears came rattling against the breast-work; but,
fortunately, from the distance at which they were hurled, they either
flew over or fell against their fortification.

In return, the four rifles cracked at the same moment. So well were
they aimed, that the same number of their assailants fell, and rolled
over down the hill, the rest scampering back, in evident alarm, to seek
for the nearest shelter.

The little garrison immediately reloaded. Though so many of the natives
had been killed or wounded, they quickly regained their courage; and,
having received a lesson, took care as they advanced not to expose
themselves. It was some time before Paul again gave the order to fire.
His bullet alone struck an enemy; the others glanced off against the
trees. They all speedily reloaded, and were ready once more to fire
before the blacks threw their spears, which flew against the rock,
without wounding any of them, although they all had narrow escapes--
Paul's hat was pierced, a spear grazed Harry's shoulder, and another
flew close to Reggy's ear. Notwithstanding this, they took good aim,
wounding two of the blacks, who--as they had done before--rushed down
the hill.

"Reload! quick! quick!" cried Paul.

They all fired at the retreating enemy.

In the excitement of the moment Paul had forgotten the necessity of
husbanding their ammunition. On examining their powder, they found that
they had not two rounds apiece left.

In spite of the loss of their companions--two, if not three, of whom had
been killed outright--the blacks, after a short time, began again to
mount the hill. Bendigo, without waiting for orders, fired, being
instinctive