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THE
WIND AND THE LION
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At the jail, Mrs. Pedecaris
distinguishes herself in combat against the Bashaw's troops who are guarding
the Raisuli there.
The Americans secure the jail and are holed
up in there firing from within at the German troops who are defending against
the massive charge from the Berbers.
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| Mrs. Pedecaris finds the Raisuli, hanging
by his ankles and manages to cut him down.
She hands him the shotgun she has been using |
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| He bids her farewell,
"I'll see you again Mrs. Pedecaris, when we're both like golden clouds
on the wind".
Realizing that she will never see him again
she needs all her will to maintain her composure. |
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| The Raisuli makes his
way outside the jail. Very few Germans are in sight now, having run to
the main wall to fend off the Berber charge that is almost on top of them.
The 7.7cm gun that the Germans have pushed
through the village entrance way is staring down the throats of the Berbers
charging along the side of the jail. |
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| Firing case, and inflicting quite a number
of casualties, the Germans get off several rounds. The Berber's morale
holds out and they fall upon the gun dispatching its defenders. |
| Not being able to figure out the sights, the
Berbers open the breech and load a shell and fire it unsighted. Pushing
it back through the entrance way they face off down length of the village
main way at the German held 7.7cm gun. A duel quickly starts up with the
two guns firing at each other. The Berbers get off an incredibly luck shot
of HE which manages to flip the German gun onto its back. |
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The Berbers immediately
abandon their prize and remount.
At the same time the frontal charge has reached
the main village side walls and rolls over it barely slowing to lop off
a few pickelhaubers, complete with contents, as they leap over the wall
and storm the perimeter of the village.
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| As the Berbers flood
into the village as the Raisuli is hacking his way to the main assault.
Attempting to use his shotgun he finds it out
of amunition, but encounters little impediment at the blade of his
scimitar as he nears the safety of the attacking Sheriff. |
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Major Faust sees the
approaching Berber chieftain and takes aim with his pistol.
Being a Prussian officer and gentleman, he
sees no chivalry in taking down a man armed with a sword. |
| Holstering his pistol, he draws his own sword
and engages the Raisuli in personal combat amongst the wool dyeing frames
at the back of the village. |
| Major Faust is over powered by the Raisuli,
but showing that he too is a chivalrous man, he also spares the life of
his opponent. |
| The Germans defeated,
the Raisuli mounts the vanquished Faust's horse and rides throughout the
village and off towards the Riff.
The Battle has been a disaster for the Germans
and brought embarrassment upon the Makhzan who have been unable to bring
this brigand to his knees.
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