glass and flung its contents into the German's face, saying, as he
did so: "God save the Queen!" With a roar the German was at him, and
before a hand could be raised to prevent it, Ould Michael was struck to
the floor and most brutally kicked. By this time McFarquhar had tossed
back the crowd right and left and, stooping down, lifted Ould Michael
and carried him out into the air, saying in a husky voice:

"He is dead! He is dead!"

But in a moment the old man opened his eyes and said faintly:

"Niver a bit av it, God save----"

His eyes closed again and he became unconscious. They gave him brandy
and he began to revive. Then McFarquhar rose and looked round for the
German. His hair was fairly bristling round his head; his breath came in
short gasps and his little eyes were blood-shot with fury.

"You have smitten an old man and helpless," he panted, "and you ought to
be destroyed from the face of the earth; but I will not smite you as I
would a man, but as I would a wasp."

He swung his long arm like a flail and, with his open hand, smote the
German on the side of the head. It was a terrific blow; under it the
German fell to the earth with a thud. McFarquhar waited a few moments
while the German rose, slowly spitting out broken teeth and blood.

"Will you now behave yourself," said McFarquhar, moving toward him.

"Yes, yes, it is enough," said his antagonist hurriedly and went into
the saloon.

We carried Ould Michael to his cabin and laid him on his bed. He was
suffering dreadfully from some inward wound, but he uttered not a word
of complaint. After he had lain still for some time he looked at
McFarquhar.

"What is it, lad?" asked McFarquhar.

"The flag," whispered poor Ould Michael.

"The flag? Do you want the flag?"

He shook his head slowly, still looking beseechingly at his friend. All
at once it came to me.

"You want the flag hauled up, Michael?" I said.

He smiled and eagerly looked towards me.

"I'll run it up at once," I said.

He moved his hand. I came to him and bending over him caught the words
"God save----"

"All right," I answered, "I shall give it all honor."

He smiled again, closed his eyes and a look of great peace came upon his
face. His quarrel with his Queen and country was made up and all the
bitterness was gone from his heart. After an examination as full as I
could make, I came to the conclusion that there were three ribs broken
and an injury, more or less serious, to t