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Major Elmfoot was examining the defences through his field-glass. "That thing looks like an old boiler, major," said Fitzgerald. "And it is an old boiler," replied the other. "I was hearing about it the other day; there was a sugar-mill here once; that ruined building was part of it." "Ten-shun!" The men sprang to their feet all together.

There were five cases of sunstroke, and lots of other men had a narrow squeak of being bowled over too." "I can easily imagine it," replied Major Elmfoot, "for it was hot enough in camp." "It is not exactly what you would call bracing to-night, even," said Fitzgerald. And, indeed, the air was very close, and the march over the loose sand fatiguing.

In my humble opinion, we want the square formation quite as much to meet our native friends as our enemies." Major Elmfoot got away from his demonstrative female, and rode up to the group. "They seem very fond of us, sir," said Stacy. "Yes," responded the major. "I wonder whether they went through the same performance when the Mahdi's army arrived."

If you see an Arab lying like dead, with a weapon of any sort in his hand, run your bayonet through him first, and ask him if he is alive afterwards, for we have lost too many men as it is, and the duties will come heavy. Right-about turn; quick march!" "Well, good luck go with you," Major Elmfoot was saying, as Green started.

A terrified horse gave trouble in the landing him one day, and Tom Strachan, who was with the fatigue party which had to do it, lent his personal assistance, and with success, but he grew warm over the job. As he was wiping the perspiration from his forehead Major Elmfoot rode up. "Well, Strachan," he said, "how do you like this work? Do you want it over that you may begin fighting the Arabs?"

Why, their lucky day is Friday, and their unlucky day Wednesday." "Yes," said Tom Strachan, "and Robinson Crusoe called his savage Friday, and these fellows calls their Prophet Tuesday." "Tuesday! What do you mean?" asked Major Elmfoot. "Mardi is the French for Tuesday, is it not, sir?" "Strachan, you are really too bad, to make such execrable puns in the middle of the desert." "That is it, sir?

"Pretty nearly over, you think it, do you?" said the major, drily. "Then the stores are to walk up to Fort Baker by themselves, I suppose." "Have we got to ," began Tom, in dismay. "Yes, we have," replied Major Elmfoot to his unfinished query; "and you are to knock off this job and start off on the other one at once."

There are plenty of Egyptians for them to worry till they have come to their full growth." "That is a curious thing about General Baker," said the colonel to Major Elmfoot. "Yes, indeed, it is." "Was he hit, sir?" asked Dudley. "I heard something of it." "Yes, by a splinter of a shell in the face, just as we came under fire." "But I saw him after that."

"Forged is a good word," said Major Elmfoot. "To pass off stuff like that for good steel is rank forgery, and a worse crime than making bad money, for here men's lives are sacrificed by it." "I wish we had some of 'em here!" murmured one of the men. "Aye, and the triangles rigged up," said another, "I should like to lay on the first dozen myself." And so say all of us.

The brigades halted, and the scouts pushed to the front, to unmask the enemy's position. "Do you think we shall get on to-night, sir?" asked Major Elmfoot of the colonel. "Not a chance of it," replied the chief. "But let the men lie still and have a good rest before they begin making the zereba."

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