The Helena independent. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1890-05-18
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8 THAT night, went to the lift'nint an
communicates my information. I never
thought much of Lift'nint Brazenose till
the-ouries, an all manner av thrimmin's no
manner av use. Town did ye say?" seq he.
'Acoordin' to the the-ouries av war, we shud
wait for reinforcemints.' Faith thinks I,
we'd betther dig our graves thin;' for the
nearest throops was to their shtocks in the
marshes out mimbu way, But says the
an excepshin. Well visit this Lungtung-
pen to night
1.-THE bhoys was fairly woild wild delight
whin tould 'em; an by this an that, they
whit through the jungle like buck-rabbits.
About midnight we come to the sthrame
which ! had clape forget to on. mp ps to my
thought that the ift'nint might want to
the ourize. 'Sthrip, bhoys!' seq I. 'Sthrip
to the buff, and shwim in where glory
waitsr But I can't shwim,' seq two av
them. ITO think that should live to hear
that from bhoy wild a board-school eduka-
me an Connolly here will ferry ye over, ye
young ladiesr
I'VE got an ould tree-trunk, an pushed
off wild the kits am rifles on it. The night
was chokin' dhark, an just as we was fairly
embarked, heard the lift'nint behind me
CALM out, There's bit av nullah here,
sor, seq /, but | can feel the bottom al
the bank. ;:
seq the llft'nint. Go on, We mad Irish
man; shtrip bhoys" heard him laugh;
an the bhoys begun shtrippin' an rollin'
a log into the wather to put their kits on.
warm wather wild our log, an the rest come
on behind!
''That shtrame was miles woide! Orth'ris,
on the rear-rank log, whispers we had got
into the Thames below Sheerness by MIS-
take. 'kape OH shwimmin', ye little blay-
dirty jokes at the Irriwaddy.' Silence
menv sings out the lift'nint. So we shwum
on into the black dhark wild our chests on
the logs trustin's in the saints an the luck
av the British army.
"Evenshually, we hit grounds bit a,
sand-an' man. I put my heel on the
"'Now we've done itr seq Lift'nint Brace
nose. Where the divil is Lungtungpen? p
There was about q minute and half to
wait. The bhoys laid q hould av their
rifles an some thried to put their belts on;
we was marchin' wild fixed baynit av coorse.
Thin we knew where Lungtungpen was; for
we had hit the river wall av it in the dhark,
an the whole town blazed wild thin mes
sim jingles an Sniders like cats back on
frosty night. They was firm all ways at
wanst; but over our bids into the shtrame.
"'Have you got your rif1es? seq Brace
nose. Got 'em" seq Orth'ris, I've got that
thief Mulvaney's for all my back pay, an
she'll kick my heart sick wild that blunder-
in long shtock av hers.' 60 on yells
Brazenose, whippin' his sword out. Go
on an take the town! An the Lord have
mercy on our sowls!
Thin the bhoys gave wan divastin' howl
an pranced into the dhark, feelin' for the
town, an blindin' an stiffin' like cavalry
ridin' masters whin the grass pricked their
bare legs. | hammered wild the but at some
bamboo thing that felt contagious, while
from inside was shplittin' our ears. We
was too close under the wall for thin to
hurt us.
"Evenshually. the think, whatever it was,
bruk; an the six an twinty av us tumbled.
wan afther the other. naked as We was
borrun, into the town of LunRtunRpen.
There was a NELLY ay a sumpshus kind for
a whole; but whether they tux us, all white
an wet, for a new breed av divil, or a new
kind of dacoit, don't know. They ran as
though we was both, an we win into thin,
baynit an butt, shriekin' wild laughin'.
There was torches in the shtreets.
an saw little Orth'ris rubin
his showlther ivry time he loosed my
lonQ-shtock Martini; an Braxenoee walk
in into the gang wild his sword, like Diar-
mid ay the golden COLLABORATING he hadn't
a stitch NV clothin' on him. We diskivered
elephants wild dacoits under their bellies,
an. what grid wan thing an another, We
was busy till mornin' takin' possession ~
the town OF LungtunpeO