Wayside Lamps,

Wayside Lamps,

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1913 edition. Excerpt: ...quivering under the fierce afternoon sun. The thermometer was over 100; the flies were hovering over every bed; as they settled and crawled incessantly on every uncovered inch of weary face or limb, the enteric patients were almost too weak to brush them away. No one in my ward was on the danger list that day, but the delirium of a militia subaltern had been exhaustingly varied. I had been appealed to as his Colonel, sworn at as his servant, implored to embrace him as his only love, and I doubt if any of the men in the long rows of beds had energy to smile as I replied in the capacity of each. Presently I went down the verandah to see if by any happy chance some ice had got up from Kimberley. I never found the ice, but I found a Yeomanry trooper sitting crying on a doorstep. He wasn't crying with silent tears, but he was choking with sobs, and so absorbed in his grief that he took no notice of me whatever, keeping his head down between his hands in a convulsion of grief as I stood beside him. I had never seen the man before, but the door behind, which was only a green rush shade, opened into a tiny side ward where I remembered that a young officer had been put; probably this was his servant left to look after him, so I put my hand on his shoulder and said: "Don't. What is the matter? Is your master worse?" The boy looked up, for he was only a boy, and said, "It's no use, nurse, I can't sit inside there no more. He's dyin', and it's all up." I lifted the blind and went in. Now that it is all over long ago, and the war an old story not too well told, I can describe what I saw. A tiny whitewashed room, a low iron bed, a wasted figure lying motionless under a single sheet. On the pillow, though with closed eyes and cracked...show more

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  • Paperback | 24 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 1mm | 64g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236923278
  • 9781236923271