鈥楢shanti. It was in orders last night, and the generals coming to inspect us this afternoon, with the P.M.O., to see who鈥檚 fit for service and who鈥檚 not. The whole barrack鈥檚 upside down. Officers and men mad with delight. So should I be for this chance, which may not come twice.鈥? 鈥楤ut, sir, we cannot resign the stockade without a shot.鈥? A.D. 1893 Was the 鈥榮orrow鈥?here spoken of, the delicate health of 鈥榟er Laura?鈥?If the sister in India was ageing fast, the sister in England was failing fast. Parted as they had been during sixteen long years, the loving sympathy between them was as fresh and ardent as ever. A dread had long oppressed Mrs. Hamilton that 鈥榟er Char.鈥?would soon be called away. But though the summons to the elder sister was indeed not far distant, that to the younger sister was to arrive first. 鈥楾o be mean and miserly is quite another thing. That dishonours our profession. One should be ready to entertain hospitably, and to pay for work done handsomely; there is a free hand and a generous spirit quite consistent with economy.鈥? 鈥業 was in Sikh villages this morning. The Sikhs are more friendly than the Muhammadans. I have often told them that if their respectable Guru Nanak were here on Earth now, he would probably become a Christian. I said that I had heard that there was something about our Lord in the Granth. The Sikh with whom I was conversing at once gave me the 鈥淪lok,鈥?and translated its difficult antique Panjabi. This is the Slok in English; 鈥淭hat Cutter of demons鈥?heads, the world鈥檚 revered Jesus!鈥?The Sikh said that 鈥淚sa鈥?(Jesus) was thought by them to be 鈥淚shur,鈥擥od Almighty.鈥?I replied that we too called Jesus, God!鈥? 亚洲 欧美 日韩 一区 鈥榃hat day?鈥?old Prioleau would ask with pretended ignorance, although he knew and really enjoyed the joke. You, at least, know what France is like, said Allegra, "and that is something." 鈥楢nd when may I go to the front, sir?鈥? The leading spirit and showman of the regiment at this particular epoch was the junior major Cavendish-Diggle. Diggle was, in his way, a man of parts, young, pushing, ambitious, passably rich. No one knew exactly where he came from, or who were his belongings or his people. One of his patronymics was decidedly patrician, the other as unmistakeably commonplace. He might be a cousin of the Duke of Devonshire; and again he might not. When anyone asked him the question鈥攁nd it was one he liked to have put to him鈥攈e smiled pleasantly, and said that the Cavendishes were all related, as everybody knew. But he was not so well pleased when people, envious or cynical, or both, remarked casually that Diggle was the name of the great grocers in Cheapside. There was no connection on that side of course, but the allusion was far from agreeable to him, as a shrewd observer might have noticed from his face and his avowed hostility to anyone who dared to make the remark. He turned actually livid.