"DON'T YOU KNOW ME, GILLMORE?" 86 



Thank goodness ! Morris is much better, and seems 

 in excellent spirits. I trust this is not assumed. I 

 have known persons of pluck play this trick if they 

 thought their comrades anxious about them. Whether 

 or not, he ate a good breakfast, and that speaks 

 volumes. 



During the morning treck, I was apprised by one of 

 the Boers that some person was following us rapidly on 

 horseback, evidently with the intention of overtaking 

 us. I did not pay much attention to the circumstance 

 at the time, but judge of my surprise when, a quarter 

 of an hour afterwards, a gentleman, accompanied by an 

 after-rider, came up to me, and held out his hand. For 

 the life of me, I could not recollect him. 



" You don't know me, Gillmore ?" 



"No, I do not." 



"Well, that is good!" 



4 'Do you think so?" 



" You don't wish to ' cut ' me ?" 



" But I really don't know you." 



" Well, if this is not intensely funny !" 



" Why don't you tell me your name ?" 



" Because the whole thing is so absurd." 



"Is it? Well, it had better cease" (and I got 

 rusty). 



" You old donkey ! don't get cross it's Jack 

 Bennett." 



"My goodness ! But who on earth would have ex- 

 pected to see you here ? No wonder I did not know 

 you ! why, you have grown so much hair about your face 

 that it hides every remnant of your features " (formerly 

 he shaved a la militaire). " Never mind my not 

 knowing you ; I am deuced glad to see you. We will 



