CHAPTER XII.
I need not dwell upon the harrowing scene — the like of which God grant I may never witness again — in the hospital tent after the return of the Brigade to the camp; for the horrors of war and its attendant misery are bad enough to those before whom they are laid bare, without being revealed to those happily unacquainted with them. But so much of the scene may be noticed here, as relates to the native sympathy shown to us on this memorable occasion.
Our servants, and most of them were Mahomedans, wept and sobbed bitterly at beholding the distressing sight of human blood and suffering in the hospital tent; and as they diligently attended to the wounded, there was a marked sadness in the countenances of them all; whilst some of them, too, assisted in carrying to the graves the mortal remains of those who had fallen. So that, whatever may be thought of Mahomedan tenets as being fanatically prejudicial to Christians, here in the field, at all events, their genuine sympathy on our behalf showed that, after all, notwithstanding their fanatical instincts, Mahomedans, especially in humble grades, are always disposed to show kindness,
