有声英语少儿童话故事 顽童故事 斯莱特山的雪堡 第3章

Fancythe rage of the South-Enders the next day, when they spied our snowy citadel,with Jack Harris’s red silk pocket handkerchief floating defiantly from theflag-staff.

Inless than an hour it was known all over town, in military circles at least,that the “Puddle-dockers” and the “River-rats’ (these were the derisivesub-titles bestowed on our South-End foes) intended to attack the fort thatSaturday afternoon.

Attwo o’clock all the fighting boys of the Temple Grammar School, and as manyrecruits as we could muster, lay behind the walls of Fort Slatter, with threehundred compact snowballs piled up in pyramids, awaiting the approach of theenemy. The enemy was not slow in making his approach-fifty strong, headed byone Mat Ames. Our forces were under the command of General J. Harris.