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Military law had been declared. No one was supposed to be seen in the streets after sundown. The village was full of soldiers, and civilians had to put up with all kinds of ill treatment. MILITARY LAW HAD BEEN DECLARED NO ONE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SEEN IN THE STREET AFTER SUNDOWN THE VILLAGE WAS FULL OF SOLDIERS AND CIVILIANS HAD TO PUT UP WITH ALL KINDS OF ILL TREATMENT
eir cheeks; and they were all strong, brave fellows. On my way back to Zicron-Jacob, I passed through the town of Sheff'amr, where I got a foretaste of the conditions I was to find at home. A Turkish soldier, sauntering along the street, helped himself to fruit from the basket of an old vender, and went on without offering to pay a farthing. When the old man ventured to protest, the soldier turned like a flash and began beating him mercilessly, knocking him down and battering him until he was bruised, bleeding, and covered with the mud of the street. There was a hubbub; a crowd formed, through which a Turkish officer forced his way, demanding explanations. The soldier sketched the situation in a few words, whereupon the officer, turning to the old man, said impressively,--"If a soldier of the Sultan should choose to heap filth on your head, it is for you to kiss his hand in gratitude." CHAPTER V THE HIDDEN ARMS When I finally reached Zicron-Jacob, I found rather a sad state of affairs.  CHAPTER FIVE OF WITH THE TURKS IN PALESTINE BY ALEXANDER ARANZON THIS LIVERY BOX RECORDING IS IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN THE HIDDEN ARMS WHEN I FINALLY REACHED ZICRON JACOB I FOUND RATHER A SAD STATE OF AFFAIRS
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