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It is only when the figure on the stretcher lies under a blanket that the tumult and push and sweltering mass comes to a quick pause, while the dead man's comrade stands at attention, and the officer raises his fingers to his helmet.
For it was his senior subaltern, and a bullet had entered his head from behind just above the neck. It had come out at his forehead, and we will not specify further. "Stretcher bearers at once." He went back to the group he had just left. "Mr. Dixon has been shot through the parapet, farther up." "Killed, sir?" The N.C.O. in charge was in Dixon's platoon. "Yes." The Company Officer was laconic.
No," to Siward beside him, pressing forward through the crowd which eddied from the dead man to the stretcher; "no, there is not a bone broken. She is stunned, that's all; she fell in the shrubbery. We'll have an ambulance here pretty quick. Stephen," using his first name unconsciously, "won't you look out for Sylvia? I'm going back on the ambulance.
His men were undoubtedly armed with slings, the weapon most familiar to the highland shepherds. The invaders, however, carried bows and arrows, more effective arms, swifter, more difficult to see, less easy to dodge. As Pachacuti VI was carried over the field of battle on a golden stretcher, encouraging his men, he was killed by an arrow. His army was routed.
They knew well enough that no one could be left alive above. "We're here," called Garry. "Hurt? Did you jump both of you?" "Three, the kid and I and Tom Slade." "Tom Slade? How did he get here?" "Came up through the woods and brought us a rope. We're all right, but he's played out. Got a stretcher?" "Sure."
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I was with Councillor Keogh myself, and poor Hylands, who was afterwards killed, with whom I bore a stretcher, continually bringing in wounded between us. In little over an hour we brought in about seventy poor fellows, who lay about all along the road and canal banks, heavy packs upon their backs.
She searched every face in vain, and when the last stretcher had passed out walked with trembling steps and scanned each silent covered face in the bow. "Thank God," she murmured, "he's not there!" She must begin now the patient search among the eighty thousand sick and wounded men in the city of sorrows on the hills.
A doctor and two stretcher bearers and two ambulance men were waiting there. Yet the little shrine, rather than the trenches that crept up to it, dominated the scene and the war seemed far away. Occasionally we heard a distant boom and saw a tan cone of dirt rise in the bottom land among the trenches, and we felt that some poor creature might be in his death agony.
At first he couldn't say nothing but finely he says "That's some comedy Keefe. You ought to be a end man in the stretcher bearers minstrels" and he didn't crack a smile so I said "What's the matter with you can't you take a joke?" So he said "What I would like to take is a crack at your jaw." So I said "Well it's to bad your arms is both paralyzed."
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