For Fortune and Glory: A Story of the Soudan WarHough, Lewis
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For Fortune and Glory: A Story of the Soudan War
Hough, Lewis
Great Britain -- History, Military -- 19th century -- Fiction; Sudan -- History -- 1881-1899 -- Fiction
But still, though it might be difficult to deny that he had reason on
his side, there is a certain dreariness about the endless sandy plains
which renders it difficult to imagine it possible for a human being to
spend his days in traversing them without going mad.
But these present travellers did not seem to mind it. Some of them
solaced themselves with the chibouque, as they sat with the comfort
which can only be acquired after years of practice on the humps of their
camels; the others, though silent and quiescent, did not look bored.
Presently the one in front was attracted by an object a little out of
his path, and turned to examine it more closely. Then he spoke to his
hygeen, which knelt down, whereupon he dismounted, and went up to the
figure of a man lying on the sand. There had been a great deal of
fighting and carnage, beyond the ordinary blood-feuds between the
different tribes, going on for some months in the country, and the
bodies of men were as commonly found as those of camels used to be. So
it may seem surprising that the Arab should have taken the trouble to
dismount for such a trifle.
But this body was dressed, and had weapons--was worth despoiling, in
fact. This particular child of the desert was not more greedy than
others; he was a man in some authority, and rich according to his own
ideas and those of his people. But still, one does not like to see
articles of value unappropriated, and one might as well have them as any
one else. Such sentiments might animate you or me, let alone a
gentleman who had been brought up to regard all human beings who did not
belong to his own particular set much as we look upon beavers, foxes,
hares, grouse, pheasants, as creatures that are provided by Providence
for our sport or profit.
The body lay on its breast with the arms stretched out; the head a
little turned, so that the right cheek lay on the sand. And when the
Arab bent over it, it did not look, he thought, quite dead. Well, if he
were not, a man with such a good gun as that ought to be when a better
man wants it. But still, it has been shrewdly observed that there is a
deal that is human about human nature. The Arab might not improbably be
in the same position some day, and would he not then require aid
himself? And then the Koran enjoined true believers to succour the
distressed who fell fainting in the desert; and this was an educated
man, who read his Koran; and a religious man, according to his lights,
who obeyed its precepts when he happened to remember them, and
temptation to the contrary was not too strong. If he had known that the
property before him belonged to a pig who did not believe the Prophet,
it might have been different; but he could not tell that, and he turned
Harry Forsyth over to give him a drink of water.
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