Now they were breasting a long rise, the river running in the cleft beneath, and Jeekie, who seemed to be absolutely untiring, held Alan by the hand, Fahni following close behind.

Two of their men had fallen down and been abandoned, and the rest straggled.
"No go, Jeekie," gasped Alan, "they will catch us at the top of the hill." "Never say die, Major, never say die," puffed Jeekie, "they get blown too and who know what other side of hill ?" Somehow they struggled to the crest and behold! there beneath them was a great army of men.
"Ogula!" yelled Jeekie, "Ogula! Just what I tell you, Major, who know what other side of _any_ hill.".