In what way the deviation alluded to should be ascertained, and by whom decided, and to what degree of deviation, and in which application of the healer’s art, were questions not determined, and Solomon was again master of the situation. “This man is your attendant. Sir Esculapius, I presume,” said the officer; “let him attend you, but I hold you responsible for his conduct as well as himself.” Sir Esculapius was conducted to a low black tent where lay several Magyars, Poles and Tartars, and one or two Germans.
Their ailments were simply flesh wounds, but a little attention was obviously very necessary. The wounds were washed and bandaged and the temporary hospital put to rights. Solomon and Pietro proceeded to collect and prepare what remedies were procurable, and none dared dispute their authority. “A little wit, my brother, is better than a spear and buckler,” gravely remarked the Surgeon General of the department.
