New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1860-03-19

Some time ago good story was published in the
Express, illustrating the strict discipline practsed
by soldier Of one Of our New York Regiments Of
the Fourth Brigade. The following, which shows
the other side of the question, is told by an officer
who formerly held high position in the same
corps:
One day at the usual time of guard mounting,
one of the soldiers agreed with another to cover
him as his rear rank man, remarking at the same
time that be had got u flask Of excellent gin,
which, be the powers, Pat ashore, said he ill
keep the cowld out of our stomachs when we go
on senthry." Accordingly, after the sentries we're
posted at night, Tom, which was the name of the
man who carried the spirit ration, left his post and
went up to Pat.
:. Pal, ye diyil,' said he, /" are you theres.
Fax / am, said Pat, I" AM its meseH that
wishes was any place else this blessed and holy
z Aisy,' said Tom, IN soon give you something
that i'll warm the cookies in yer heartH
Tom accordingly laid down his musket, took out
the bottle, and after taking hearty "swig hand
ed it to Pat. Toms establishment may be imagined
when Pat informed him that he was prisoner
What for, achushla?'' asked Tom.
/" What for, is it9 Pom me sowl, We seem to for
get that you've committed an awful crime. Didn't
q Well, shnre, I'll take It up again.
The diyil q take, ma bonchelleen bwe, (my lit
tie yellow boy Just lave ID there, darlin, until
call the sargent o. the guard y
..0hl Pat, avourneen, is id in airnest We are?,
Ye may jist whistle that, or sing it, af ye have
TIL air Of il, Tom, DEAR,
sOch Pat, don't. Jist remember our company
has never had man in the guard-house yet, agra,
only think ay the disgrace
can't help that. man that id lay down his
gun to dhrink gin shouldn't be thrusted wild one 4
must call the sargent y
aAisy now, Pat, darlin'; all the money have is
five dollar goold piece, and I'll give it to you, if ye
let me aff-only this wan time, Pat, hagar',
sWeli, see here now, to show that it's not for yer
dirty money care, III let ye aft am you may keep
your v. Give me how'll O. the bottle now.n
Tom handed him the bottle, and, Selling his mus
ket, returned with great alacrity to his post
In the meantime Pat drained the bottle, and
when he had finished, left his post and went to
Toms.
stWho comes there ~ said Tom
.sh-sh-"s said the other, .I've brought tile
bottle.b
Hand it here them" said Tom.
Pat laid down his mnsket when Tom imIne-
! diately made him prisoner. In vain he implored,
and reminded Tom how he wasn't hard on him,
so he was it, It was no use, Tom was inf1exible
| AT length third sentry interfered, and Tom
said Very WE'LL I'll let you off; hand here the
\ bOttle.n
! Pat handed the q cruishkeen'' to Tom, who held
it up to the moonlight, and found it as empty as
| his own head.
!. Hillo,'' said he, what's this o be the pow
ers ay war, but ye're prisoner now and no mis-
| take..s
I. What has he done now ~ said the third.
Done? Enough to have him tried be a coort
martiai,r said Tom.
g Oh! wel,'' said the peacemaker, /" you prom
ised to let him of, and an Irshman should never
break his word.''
But, bur-an-ouns man, he has committed two
crimes; didn't he first lay down his musket2u
Well, you forgev him.
e Yes, but be the mortshall, didn't forgive the
other crime.
e Heiy st. Pether, was II sarious2''
Sarious, is i'd Faix / bIeeve you me boy.
He has finished the gin and brought me an EMMY