Tom Becker

From: Tom Becker <hzc@yufuin.net>
Date: Sep 8, 2006 9:11 PM
Subject: plod

Saad repeated historyby saving only the wire for his share. They were delighted to escape the verminous prison on anyterms, and rejoined us singing. This time they surpassed themselvesby disappearing on the morning of our departure. In the next four months our experts from Akaba destroyed seventeenlocomotives. We trotted fast across theplain towards the line. A cordial union of two such men made the Turksposition hopeless from the outset.

The HUMBER made us canvas straps andbuckles, to simplify the fixing. I trotted up to Ferhan and asked wherever he had found him. He persuaded Dawnay: Allenbyreluctantly agreed: Bols assented, and the work began. My men, possessed by greed, haddispersed over the land with the Beduins. He pushed forwarduntil the enemy saw him. He sought to destroythe enemys strength with the least fuss. Among the ninety military prisoners were five Egyptian soldiers,in their underclothes. Gazahad been entrenched on a European scale with line after line ofdefences in reserve. When at last it came, Jemals great attack on Wadi Musa made no noise. Of the old bodyguard I gave Mohammed and Ali a rest. My men, possessed by greed, haddispersed over the land with the Beduins. Zaal and Howeimil had missed me and had returnedin search.

Feisal found me three youngDamascenes of family, who were ambitious to lead tribal raids. The women had climbed on to fivepack-saddles, and the wounded were in pairs on the residue. I told them the Turks would return in an hour and care for them. For variety we determined to work by Maan. My concern made good his damage bythe loan of a camel till his own should be respectable. TheTurks were almost arrived and would recover what remained of the train.