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"You are serving the Sultan. Hardship should be sweet!" "I should be more fit to serve him if I got more sleep and rest." He waved a fat hand about the tent. YOU ARE SERVING THE SULTAN HARDSHIP SHOULD BE SWEET I SHOULD BE MORE FIT TO SERVE HIM IF I GOT MORE SLEEP AND REST HE WAVED A FAT HAND ABOUT THE TENT
ver failed to wonder at these people, who, without the aid of alcohol, could reproduce the various stages of intoxication. As I lay by and watched the moon riding serenely above these frantic men and their twisting black shadows, I reflected that they were just in the condition when one word from a holy man would suffice to send them off to wholesale murder and rapine. It was my good fortune soon to be released from the noise and dirt of the mosque. I had had experience with corruptible Turkish officers; and one day, when barrack conditions became unendurable, I went to the officer commanding our division--an old Arab from Latakieh who had been called from retirement at the time of the mobilization. He lived in a little tent near the mosque, where I found him squatting on the floor, nodding drowsily over his comfortable paunch. As he was an officer of the old régime, I entered boldly, squatted beside him and told him my troubles. The answer came with an enormous shrug of the shoulders. UP INTO A FRENZY I NEVER FAILED TO WONDER AT THESE PEOPLE WHO WITHOUT THE AID OF ALCOHOL COULD REPRODUCE THE VARIOUS STAGES OF INTOXICATION AS I LAY BY AND WATCHED THE MOON RIDING SERENELY ABOVE THESE FRANTIC MEN AND THEIR TWISTING BLACK SHADOWS I REFLECTED THAT THEY WERE JUST IN THE CONDITION WHEN ONE WORD FROM A HOLY MAN WOULD SUFFICE TO SEND THEM OFF TO WHOLESALE MURDER AND RAPINE IT WAS MY GOOD FORTUNE SOON TO BE RELEASED FROM THE NOISE AND DIRT OF THE MOSQUE I HAD HAD EXPERIENCE WITH CORRUPTIBLE TURKISH OFFICERS AND ONE DAY WHEN BARRACK CONDITIONS BECAME UNENDURABLE I WENT TO THE THE OFFICER COMMANDING OUR DIVISION AN OLD ARAB FROM LATAKI WHO HAD BEEN CALLED FROM RETIREMENT AT THE TIME OF MOBILIZATION HE LIVED IN A LITTLE TENT NEAR THE MOSQUE WHERE I FOUND HIM SQUATTING ON THE FLOOR NODDING DROWSILY OVER HIS COMFORTABLE PAUNCH AS HE WAS AN OFFICER OF THE OLD REGIME I ENTERED BOLDLY SQUATTED BESIDE HIM AND TOLD HIM MY TROUBLES THE ANSWER CAME WITH AN ENORMOUS SHRUG OF THE SHOULDERS
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