Kipling's India . e troops were picketed Gadsby promisedMafflin that hed stick by him and the Pink Hussars aslong as he lived (The Swelling of Jordan). This wasthe promise of which Maflflin mournfully reminded Gads-by when Gadsby told his old friend that he was going toleave the Service and go home to England for the sakeof his wife and baby. Wliite hands cling to the tightened rein,Slipping the spur from the booted heel, Tenderest voices cry, Turn again!Red Ups tarnish the scabbarded steel. High hopes faint on a warm hearth-stone— He travels the fastest who travels alone. (LEnvoi.) It was Bor
Kipling's India . e troops were picketed Gadsby promisedMafflin that hed stick by him and the Pink Hussars aslong as he lived (The Swelling of Jordan). This wasthe promise of which Maflflin mournfully reminded Gads-by when Gadsby told his old friend that he was going toleave the Service and go home to England for the sakeof his wife and baby. Wliite hands cling to the tightened rein,Slipping the spur from the booted heel, Tenderest voices cry, Turn again!Red Ups tarnish the scabbarded steel. High hopes faint on a warm hearth-stone— He travels the fastest who travels alone. (LEnvoi.) It was Border warfare which showed LieutenantGeorge Cottar The Brushwood Boy {The Days Work),who bore with him from school and college a characterworth much fine gold, how truly effective was themachine of his love and labour—his troop which hehad guided with so much tact and skill. They were fit—physically fit beyond the other troops; they weregood children in camp, wet or dry, fed or unfed; and they followed [ 104 ]. ..,:^,- «.». Copyright l)_v T « oud >\: Ilulei^v 1, \, ^ AFGHANISTAN FROM THE KHYBEll PASS This is the entry into tiic country of the rest-less Afghans, the scene of many a border fight andraid in Kipling tales. Down through the KhyberPass to came our grutf and kindlyfriend Mahhul) Ali with his caravan—The Balladnf the Ktnifs Jest THE BORDER COUNTRY their officers with the quick suppleness and trained obedience of afirst-class football fifteen. But the honours won in that first campaign, his pro-motion, the Distinguished Service Order, and the idol-atry of his regiment, did not prevent Major GeorgeCottar—the youngest major in the Army —and whoseideals had kept him always from doing the things nofellow can do—from drifting back at night to thewonderful dreamland of his childhood, where thebeautiful princess Annieawloulse always played withhim near the brushwood pile on the sandy beach. A frontier scrimmage brought to an end The Mutinyof
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