The old non-com., incensed by the new chum’s tactless interference with his mules, his language and his religion, and knowing full well the course I should pursue in counteracting a case of snake bite, had taken advantage of the camp being asleep to jam into his victim’s arm the thorns I had seen him go to the tree to get, and then on the alarm being given had declared he had seen a snake, so in this crafty way had gained his revenge.
The new chum proved no good up-country, and in a few months was sent back to England, where it is to be hoped he has found a better sphere for his talents than in trying to convert members of the Lost Legion.
And now this skein is ended it is the profound hope of an old Lost Legionary that the perusal of them has not bored you, and he only wishes he had been in better form to do justice to the kind support he has received from the Press and public.
Salue!
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EXTRACTS FROM REVIEWS OF
A LOST LEGIONARY IN SOUTH
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The Nation, 17th August 1912.—“The book is full of adventure and anecdote, and Colonel Brown’s simple unaffected style is well suited to the story he tells.”