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and mud. I felt much happier after I had 

 come to my senses ; allowances, after all, 

 must be made for a fellow so ill and worn 

 out as I was, for I had not yet had time to 

 recover from the horrors and dismal effects 

 of my never-to-be-forgotten escapes. 



A knock now came at my door, and a 

 slight, pale looking young man entered 

 the room to call upon me. At the first 

 glance I knew he also had been sent to 

 the hills on medical certificate, for there is 

 no mistaking the pallor of the cheek and 

 the extreme emaciation of the body, to be 

 seen at a glance by a brother sufferer. 

 He told me his name was Smith, and said 

 he was a cornet in the first Light Cavalry ; 

 that he was just recovering from a smart 

 attack of jungle fever, and had been sent 

 up from the plains on six months' sick 

 leave, with the advice that if not perfectly 



