WHAT HAPPENED AT FASHODA.

Evening Star, Issue 10854, 11 February 1899, Page 1 (Supplement)

WHAT HAPPENED AT FASHODA.

The Sirdar: Major Marchand, I believe? Marchand: You've guessed it first time. Got a cigar? The Sirdar: With pleasure! (Offers his case.) Marchand (lighting cigar): Thanks; you haven't any brandy or wine you can spare, have you? The Sirdar: Yes. I shall be most pleased if you will accept a case of each. Marchand: Thanks awfully; you see I can't get anything here worth drinking. The Sirdar: Anything else? Marchand: Not at present. And now, as you are my guest The Sirdar: Pardon me, but you are mine. This is Egyptian territory. Marchand: Well, I've no orders, so I'm not going to fight about it. What do you propose to do? The Sirdar: Hoist the British and Egyptian flags, and inform you diplomatically that you are only here as a traveller. Marchand: All right; so long as lam here I don't care what you call me. Come to my quarters presently and have a cup of coffee and a game of dominoes. The Sirdar: All right. But you must dine with me this evening. Marchand: Delighted! By-the-bye, did Jeddah win the Leger? The Sirdar: No, Wildfowler. I'll just go and see those flags hoisted and come back and have a chat with you. Au reyoir! Marchand: Au revorr! The Sirdar (going—to himself): Nice chap that. Glad I didn't have to be rude to him. Marchand (looking after the Sirdar): Fine fellow that. Glad he wasn't" nasty. Til whistle 'God save the Queen' in his honor when he comes back. I wonder what the Paris papers will say I ought to have done? (Left wondering).—" Dagonet, in London 'Referee.'