AUSTRALIAN DEVILS.

Manawatu Herald, Volume XXXVII, Issue 1441, 2 September 1915, Page 4

AUSTRALIAN DEVILS.

Rv the Bennl of the Prophet, my Gazelle,' hut those Australians are devils. Small or large, 'they arc all devils. The small ones shoot Hie Faithful, and the large I'iaours throw the Chosen over theit shoulders, into Paradise, with their bayonets—they call it ‘‘Tossing the Turk.’ Behold, 1 have rim all the way from Gallipoli unto Constantinople, jewel of my heart, and to-morrow 1 start again to run into tlie heart of Asia, lor I have it ill m\ mind that Europe is no place for ns Turks. We charged upon these Australians 11111dels and it. was as though wc charged noon Hell, with Shaitan standing in the gate, attended by all the Djhms. Oh, Allah, lint we were mown down. Rismillah Rey, thine elderly uncle, was .shot through the stomach: Ga/.cka Abdnllati was bayoneted through the carburetter, and Sniieman Rcnalla s whiskers caught, lire through the explosion of a shrapnel, i am no coward, Heart's Desire, yet even I fled, with three Australians hot on my trail. Not for nothing have I won the champion 10-mile sprint of the Rosphoms. Others ran —I heard their shrieks. 1 heard mv own shrieks. I ran--they also ran, they are dead, my beloved. .1 live, lint am” wounded. Ask me not where lam wounded, oh Light of my Harem. It is not seemly that 1 should tell you.. No, it is not in mv breast that the scars are—that is all f 'may say. In the words of Owliat Khybosh, the poet, f cry "With 1110 along the strip of desert strewn, Come, heat it with thine utmost speed, my own; . Go, get thy hut on, never mind the rest. And rats to William on Ids shaky throne,” —Oriel in tlie Melbourne Argus.