I have never been able to understand how men can feel affection for individuals who are intent on massacring them in a variety of unpleasant ways, but it is an undeniable fact that they can and do. Witness the immortal verse of Mr. Kipling: "So 'ere's to you, Tuzzy-muzzy, at your 'home in the Sudan; You're a pore benighted 'eaten but a first-class fightin' man!" One can only accept this as another example of the peculiar emotional aberrations of the male sex.

The Last Camel Died at Noon