knowledge
and go into permanent camp just beyond the great river
ThusmayanelephantinAfricwastes,Oppressedbyfrequentdarts,breakthosethatfallReboundingfromhishornyhide
like a bull in a china-shop. He seemed to bask in the comfort
thancommandingaGeneralHospital,andIhopehewilltakethepost,asthisisapositionIhavelongwishedshouldbefil
big sweep of river showed, and, looking out at one station
ColonelH.S.Birkett,C.B.Hewasplacedinchargeofmedicine,withtherankofLieut.-ColonelasfromApril17th,1915
hated English in our power. That will delight you. They
Ihavenowishtoceasetobeagunner.Thehorsesaredoingaswellasonecanexpect,fortherationsareinsufficient.Our
in all the finer points of big game hunting. Of an evening
Abovetheswordsupraised,tillinmidthrongOffoeshestood,hemmedinbydensestranksAndrampartedbywar;infronta
and he had that kind of crazy patriotism which becomes
uponaplacefromwhichaviciousmayorcutthetreeswhichonceshelteredthesoldier,tomakewayforafountainuponwhi
feel his stoutest when he has no clothes, so he had the
"anditissadtoseethem`snappitup'bythesepoorbaldfour-linethings."OnEasterSunday,1915,hewrote:"Wehadach
roads. Stumm had put away his papers in a portfolio, and
onmyleg.Healsowashedmywhitesocksforme.Iamgladyougotmypicture.Mymasteriswell,andthegirlstellmeIamlook
the sailors bought with a stick of tobacco, of the value
XXVToL.PAPIRIUSPAETUS(ATNAPLES)IWASdoublycharmedbyyourletter,firstbecauseitmademelaughmyself,andseco
and flopped into the driver’s seat. We started in a series
CHAPTERVIANUNEXPECTEDPASSENGERTHEladiespassedthewholeofthefirstdayofthevoyageintheirberths,fortherew
It was a chilly place with no fire, and I kicked my heels
becauseitisunusual.Ifhetellsusthataprofessortookhimbythearm,thereisnointerestinthattoherortoanyoneel
me of some use, and if he was going to use me he was bound
followedhimasshadowsfollowmen.Towalkinthestreetswithhimwasaslowprocession.Everydogandeverychildoneme
(an odd red-breasted little bird, which inhabits the thick
AstowhatyousayaboutPhilotimusandthepaymentotthe20,600sestertia,IhearthatPhilotimusarrivedintheCherso
by which we passed. I was feeling very bad about the thing,
ThegunsonourleftfiredforalongtimeonBuller'scamp,theonesonourrightonus.Wecouldseethesmokeandflash;the
no sign of recognition, and the last I saw of him was sitting
thepoorfractionofanhour,butsoitis.Andherearesomeletterstohisnephewsandnieceswhichrevealhisattitudebo