. South of Suez. whom I saw in mediaeval warfare to preservetheir ancient empire, now offering it as a vassalstate of France. At my elbow there is a littlemachine through which blithely sounds the voiceof my chum, whom I had more than once thoughtof burying under the palms of chapters have ended pleasantly; but thereare letters in my mail from Madagascar, China,and Singapore. And there are rising doubts inmy mind. I am of this mind with Homer, said Lyly,*that as the snaile that crept out of her shel wasturned eftsoones into a toad, and thereby wasforced to make a stoole to si
. South of Suez. whom I saw in mediaeval warfare to preservetheir ancient empire, now offering it as a vassalstate of France. At my elbow there is a littlemachine through which blithely sounds the voiceof my chum, whom I had more than once thoughtof burying under the palms of chapters have ended pleasantly; but thereare letters in my mail from Madagascar, China,and Singapore. And there are rising doubts inmy mind. I am of this mind with Homer, said Lyly,*that as the snaile that crept out of her shel wasturned eftsoones into a toad, and thereby wasforced to make a stoole to sit on; so the travellerthat stragleth from his owne country is in a shorttime transformed into so monstrous a shape, thathe is f aine to alter his mansion with his manners,and to hve where he can, not where he would. In that, old friends of mine, there is a melan-choly truth. But though we can never gatherby one single hearth, the wind of reminiscencewill blow us to many reunions. And memorymay outlive matter! [4]. Soldiers, Sand, and Sentiment AS we came up from tiffin, there, lying flatas an adder in the sun, mottled withbleached colour, was Port Said, on its spit ofEgyptian sand. A fishing-fleet of feluccasclung to the edge of the shallow beach likecrumbs upon a withered hp, and the mouth ofthe canal was choked with shipping. There was hardly any of the old-time chatterof enthusiasm. Most of us had seen it all be-fore. An officer, who had cultivated the habitof rubbing his left arm briskly by way of eco-nomical massage, smiled wryly, and said: Well, vacations over. Here we are back atthe old shop with lots of unfinished business. That was the general attitude. The decks were crowded with convalescentofficers, young and old, all men who had beenin heavy action—at Ypres, at Loos, at Hulluch,at Suvla Bay, in the North Sea, and in the^gean. As for the others, they also served—pink-faced boys with new, faultless tropical [5] SOUTH OF SUEZ gear, on their way out as substitutes
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