be we re here to protect you beer bread soft an that s a cur soup in a tin by the smell ut an fowls mother moses but ye take the field like a tis ere s a said significantly when the s done the may clean the pot i several things into s before the major s hand fell on my shoulder and he said tenderly for the queen s service was quite wrong about special they are the soldier s best friends come and take pot luck with us to night and so it happened amid laughter and that my well considered melted away to later at the mess table which was a sheet spread on the the had taken three days with it and there be few things � especially when government is with german toys beef of surpassing compressed vegetables and meat may be but what thomas the of lai needs is bulk in his inside the major assisted by his brother officers purchased for the camp and so made the experiment of no long before the fatigue party sent to collect had returned the men were settled down by their and pots had appeared from the surrounding country and were dangling over fires as the kid and the compressed vegetable together there rose a cheerful of mess outrageous demands for a little more with that there liver wing and gust on gust of as pointed as a and as delicate as a gun butt the boys are in a good temper said the major they ll be singing presently well a night like this is enough to keep them happy over our heads burned the wonderful indian stars which are not all pricked in on one plane but preserving an orderly perspective draw the eye through the et darkness of the void up to the barred doors of heaven itself the earth was a gray shadow more unreal than the sky we could hear her lightly in the pauses between the howling of the the movement of the wind in the and the fitful of fire away to the left a native from some unseen hut began to sing the mail train thundered past on its way to and a crow then there was a belt silence about the fires and the even breathing of the crowded earth took up the story the men full fed turned to tobacco and song � their officers with them the is happy who can win the approval of the musical critics in his regiment and is honoured among the more intricate step dancers by him as by him who plays cleverly thomas will stand in time of need when he will let a hi s better officer go on alone the ruined of forgotten saints heard the ballad of town the battery marching to the long long indian day the place where tlie died and that crashing chorus which youth s daring spirit manhood s fire firm hand and eagle eye must he aj who would to see the gray die to day of all those jovial thieves who appropriated my and lay and laughed that sheet not one remains they went to that were not of exercise and battles without the and the frontier � fever and fight � took them in their time i drifted across to the men s fires in search of whom i found his feet by the blaze there is nothing particularly lovely in the sight of a private thus engaged after a long day s march but when you reflect on the exact proportion of the might majesty dominion and power of the british empire which stands on those feet you take an interest in the proceedings there s a bad luck to ut on the heel said i can t touch ut ut out httle man took out his house wife the trouble with a needle in the calf with the same weapon and was swiftly kicked into the fire i ve the best my toes over you ye child said sitting cross legged and nursing his feet then seeing me oh ut s you be an take that s place hold him down on the for a bit d the of but escaped and went elsewhere as i took possession of the hollow he had scraped for himself and lined with his on the other side of the fire grinned and in a minute fast asleep there s the height for you said lighting his pipe with a flaming branch but s eaten half a box your at wan an i think the tin too what s the best you son an how did you happen to be on the side this day we captured you the army of the south is winning au along the line i said then that line s the s rope your presence you ll learn to morrow how we to on before we made trouble an that s what a woman does by the same we ll be attacked before the an ut would be not to slip your boots how do i know that by the light pure reason here are three companies us ever so far inside the enemy s flank an a crowd cavalry gone on just to turn out the whole s nest them course the enemy will pursue by like as not an thin we ll have to run for ut mark my words i am the opinion he said don t fight for the pure joy but if you do knock the nose him first an we ought to ha gone on an helped the but what do you know about i demanded i this was a new side of s character l all that shakespeare wrote an a more that h the gallery shouted said the man of war carefully h his boots did i not tell you silver s theatre in h i was younger 