Identifier: peacefulpersonal00vill (find matches)
Title: Peaceful personalities and warriors bold
Year: 1907 (1900s)
Authors: Villiers, Frederic, 1851-1922
Subjects: War correspondents
Publisher: London New York : Harper
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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amel-scouts with whom he had just returned fromthe Jakdul Wells. There was a look of resentmentin his face, for he had heard that he was not to goforward with the expedition ; Lord Wolseley wantedhim for some other purpose. I little thought, as Ilooked at his slim, gaunt figure and youthful face,that here sat the man of all others who was soonto make Europe ring with his achievements in thefield. As Major Kitchener I met him the followingyear at dinner with a common friend at an hotel intown. With the deep tan of the Oriental sun onhis face, which gleamed with youth and high spirits,he had just returned to London for a spell of enjoy-ment during the season. Years passed before I met him again. Hisface was seamed and stern, and the peculiar castin his right eye was more pronounced. The yearsof hard work in organizing the Egyptian army inpreparing for the great event of his life, the smash-ing of the Dervish power, had considerably toldupon him. He had been sleeping in the courtyard 194
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GENERAL VISCOUNT KITCHENER. (To face p. 194. Peaceful Personalities and Warriors Bold of a house in Berber and was seated on an angareeb,or native bedstead, from which he had just arisen,and was now stirring a cup of tea. I had been ofsome trouble to him, for being wind-bound on theNile I was compelled to land on the west bank,which was more or less in the hands of the enemy,and a search had been made for me. Almostexhausted I had been picked up by friendly nativeswho had ferried me across the river, and I had comesafely into the hands of the Khedival troops, andwas now, at five oclock in the morning, reportingmyself to the general. He grimly returned mysalute and asked me to have a cup of tea, whichI gladly accepted. I hardly knew him, he had sochanged. His face was fuller and stronger, andsuggested a power that was never there in the earlydays. It seemed as if a new spirit had enteredthe man. I felt at once that I was in the presenceof one who was going to be master of the situation

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