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He also learned, to his joy, that his five comrades, Armstrong, Molloy, Stevenson, Moses, and Simkin, had escaped with their lives from the fight on the hillock where he fell, and that, though all were more or less severely wounded, they were doing well at Suakim.
"The old shep-shepherd's bin killed; all the c-cattle c-captured, an' the Egyptian c-cavalry's bin sent out after them." "Nonsense! You're dreaming, or you've bin drinking," said Miles. "Neither dreamin' nor drinkin'," returned Simkin, with indignation, as he suddenly delivered a blow at our hero's face. Miles stopped it, however, gave him a playful punch in the chest, and passed on.
"You're not sure even of that, man," said Moses Pyne, who was beginning to give way to despair, "for may-hap they'll only dig a hole in the sand, an' shove us in." "More likely to leave the dogs an' vultures to clear us out o' the way," said Simkin, whose powers of hope were being tested almost beyond endurance.
Thus favourably predisposed, Simkin was open to good impressions that night. But, indeed, there was an atmosphere a spirit of good-will in the hall that night which rendered many others besides Simkin open to good impressions.
Moreover, the cheerin' proves that our side must be gettin' the best of it, an' are drivin' the enemy this way, so all we've got to do is to hide on that hillock an' bide our time." "Don't swear at your enemies, Simkin," said the marine quietly; "but when you get the chance fire low!"
But did onybody iver hear o' a reg'ment gaun' oot to the wars an' comin' back jist as it went? That's the question " "As Hamlet's ghost said when he was takin' a night-walk to cool his-self," interposed Simkin. "It wasna his ghost; it was his faither's ghost," cried Sutherland; "an' I'm no' sure that "
"When they separated us all at first, they set me to the hardest work they could find to dig, draw water, carry burdens that a horse might object to, sweep, and clean up; in fact, everything and anything, and they've kep' us hard at it ever since. I say us, because Rattlin' Bill Simkin was set to help me after the first day, an' we've worked all along together.
Poor Simkin, there ain't much rattle in him now, except his bones. I don't know why they sent me here and not him. And I can't well make out whether I'm sent here for extra punishment or as a favour!" "Have you seen or heard anything of Stevenson?" asked Moses. "I saw him once, about a week ago, staggering under a great log whether in connection with house-builders or not I can't tell.
"Is that the `Soldiers Friend?" asked Simkin, in a whisper, of a man who stood near him, as a lady came on the platform and took the chair. "Ay, that's her," answered the man and the speaker was Thomas Tufnell, the ex-trooper of the Queen's Bays, and the present manager of the Institute "Ay, that's the `Soldier's Friend."
"Why, Jack Hall, if these are your sentiments you should never have enlisted," cried Simkin, with a laugh. "I 'listed when I was drunk," returned Hall savagely. "Och, then, it sarves ye right!" said Flynn. "Even a pig would be ashamed to do anythin' whin it was in liquor."
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