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Show An Ungrateful Egjptlau. Tbe first wouuded maul attended to was an Egyptian, w hoo moans were piteous and on examination I found him severely wounded in tho belly. I poured some eau de cologne down his throat and ued my own surgical bandage to bind up his wound so as to keep the tiles from It. Then I lit a cigarette, put it In his mouth, placed more beside him, and gave him a drink of water. He kissed my hand and muttered something some-thing nbout "Allah." I had not left him far when I heard the crack of a rifle and a bullet whined by my ear. looking round I saw the smoke of the shot drifting awayl from w here my wounded man lay, I and noticed that he was quietly I taking aim at me again. He bad time lo Ore a second shot, which also missed rue, before I reached him, and I had tin compunction com-punction In driving the lire cut of him with my bayonet, remarking to myself as I took the weapon cut of hira for the last time, You won't come that game any more, you ungrateful un-grateful brute!" Many such instances in-stances of this treaihcrous hate occurred. oc-curred. I myself had to wipe out four more wounded Egyptians whom I caught in the act of firing at our rmn after theyhsd passtd. To run the biyouetlnto a man who i is down one feels to be hardly the thing, and It was done reluctantly; but in such cases as I have de-cribedit de-cribedit w as a clear act of cooual-soryduty. cooual-soryduty. Arthur V. Palmer, late sergeantSeventy-nlnth Highlanders in Nineteenth Century. |