Throughout, there have been but two things to make us realize that We were not well into the Indian northwest, a hostage in some village whose inhabitants were about to ly forth to battle. One was the voices of two subalterns, nearby, raised in the very latest syncopated songs, f0,, the_ accompaniment of fawail's "jumping flea"—the ukele, The other was the proffer of. a whisky and cigarettes by an. immaculately clad servant. We brus-quoly waived aside the proffered refreshment. A little later, we regret ted having done so, as, once brought back to earth at the termination of the show, we were chilled to. the marrow and suffered " throat parch~ led by excitement,
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