Excerpt from Helen Treveryan, Vol. 3 of 3: Or the Ruling Race For more than a week this state of affairs continued without much change. The force could hardly be said to be shut up. Troops moved out frequently, and when they did so the enemy at once gave ground. Occasionally messengers got through their lines into or out of the cantonment. The bare plain to the north and north-west was always open to our cavalry, who were out daily. Nor were the enemy's efforts very vehement. All day long they fired away, and after a day or two the fire grew heavier, and there were more casualties; but they made no real attempt to dislodge us. At sunset the firing stopped, and though every night an attack was expected, no attack was delivered. Nevertheless the force was fairly paralysed, and the position was sufficiently humiliating. The city was in the occupation of the insurgents, who were gutting the houses of our friends, and even our outlying forts had been abandoned. If our troops sallied out and drove the enemy back a few hundred yards, they reoccupied their former positions as our men retired. The victorious force had been brought to bay. We had received a severe lesson, if an old one; we had despised our enemy. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.