Buner History   Da Bunerwalo Kor                                           Gallery|Live Chat|GuestBook|Groups A Buner standard-bearer Sketch by Lieutenant Robert Baden-Powell He was a splendid sight, with his loose blue clothes flying out behind him and a big glittering sword in his hand. He sprang rapidly from point to point, still going downwards. At first it seemed as if he were making for a big rock to roll down, but he passed it. Coming to a bit of a precipice, he stopped a moment to find a way of descent; then, after carefully creeping down, once more he took up his running, leaping pace. The bravest man I ever saw. Sketch by Lieutenant Robert Baden-Powell We now realised that his intention was to come down and attack the British force single-handed. Meantime spits of dust kept jumping up near him: our men were firing at him but it did not seem to affect him in the least. Suddenly he stopped and went a bit slower. He was hit. He halted for a minute, and tearing a piece off his puggree he bound it round his wounded knee. Then picking up his weapon he came on again, shaking his sword threateningly and eager to get at us. It was a grand sight to see this one plucky chap braving certain death for his faith. Suddenly he tumbled forward, rolled over a rock, and lay in a huddled heap—dead !               Read More                           Home|History|Population|Culture|Religion|Resources|Health|News|Villages|Search Contact Copyright & copy © 2006 Buner Valley. All rights reserved.