An Israelite might have had a chance of mercy, but an Amalekite had none—the man was condemned to instant death.
He would have the Amalekite alive that he might cause him to die a hundred deaths in one.
Here it was, then, that this Amalekite came to his end by the hand of righteous Samuel.
"She carried something in her arms," answered the Amalekite.
Saul had spared only one Amalekite, and had smitten the rest.
"Then we will try to take her in Klysma," cried Phoebicius to the Amalekite.
King Saul obeyed the injunction, save that he spared the life of Agag, the Amalekite king, and some of the finest animals.
And he answered, "I am the son of a stranger, an Amalekite."
In the first place the Amalekite chieftain who had bound her was a strangely heroic figure.
He would not bow to the Amalekite, let the consequence be what it might.