arre exterior of
this amiable ape and to reach to the warm heart and sweet temper within.
Perhaps a certain savagery of attack and brutality in the use of the
teeth misled them. But what affectionate solicitude would she display
as she minutely examined every inch of a human friend in an effort to
exterminate those little typhoid carriers. What courage when she entered
the tent of a General at el Arish and helped herself to a drink from the
great one's basin. With what elan did she consequently rout a
scandalised A.D.C. and with what skill, giving ground before
reinforcements from the staff, did she fly up the biggest palm tree in
the sacred enclosure. With what fortitude did she share our hard times
when water was scarce or rations late. How sweetly, in a French billet,
did she accept the offerings of the children--and how natural her
ferocious attack on these same children after she had been extremely
sick as a result of a mixed diet of chocolate and cherries to which they
had tempted her. And did she not suffer indignities enough to sour the
sweetest disposition. Think of being tied to the saddle of a huge and
smelly camel, whose gait made her sea-sick, for a long day's marching.
No wonder her piteous screams rent the air. And then when someone had
loosed her from this uncomfortable eminence--think how cruel it must
have seemed to her that friend after friend, sweating along in the sand,
should repulse with evil words her amiable desire to add herself to the
weight of pack and equipment for a ride on his shoulder, till she was
forced to give in and hop along "on her own steam" in the hot dust. She
did not always remain a front line monkey, but with the transport she
went through all the fighting in Palestine and then accompanied the
Battalion to France. At last, bereft successively by the chances of war
of all her best friends, she somehow drifted to Glasgow and is now
believed to be living in a travelling menagerie. We can only hope that
she wears the war medal she has earned and is treated with proper
respect, and we are confident that she still lives up to her great
motto--_Nemo me impune lacessit_.

All this time there was no drain of casualties, and remarkably little
sickness. Inoculations were frequent and to judge by results very
successful. Cholera inoculation was the mildest, typhoid or paratyphoid
sometimes gave sore arms and headaches, tetanus only the wounded
received and it was far the worst of the lot,