Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1890-08-13

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bad even thin whin | was the Angil O
Peace.
Il talked to me old non-coms-they was
sober-an' betune me an them we wore
the draf over into their tents at the proper
time. The little orfeer bhoY he comes
round, decint an civil spoken as might be.
Rough quarters, men, SEE he, but you
| can't look to be as comfortable as In
barracks. We must make the best av
things. I've shut my eyes to dale av
dogs tricks to-day, an now there must be
no more av it.
"'No more we will Come an have a
dhrink, me son. SEE Peg Barney, staggerin'
where he stud. Me little OFFICER bhoy KEEP
his timper.
"'You're sulky swine, you are seq Peg
Barney, an at that the men in the tent
began to laugh.
81 told you me OFFICER bhoy had BOWLS.
He cut Peg Barney as near as might be
on the OF that I'd squashed whin we first
met. Peg went spinnin' acrost the tent.
"'Peg him out, sorr,' sez !, in whisper.
"'Peg him out 2 SEE me OFFICER bhoy, up
loud, Just as if twas battalion p'rade an
he pickin' his wurrds from the Sargint
"The non-coms tux Peg Barney-a
howlin handful he was-an' in three min
utes he was pegged out-chin down, tight
dhrawn-on his stummick, peg to each
arm an leg, swearin' fit to turn naygur
white.
81 TUX a peg an jammed ut into his
ugly jaw. Bite on that, Peg Barney |
SEE; the night is settin' frosty, an you'll
be wantin' diyarsion before the mornin'
But for the rig'lations you'd be bitin' on a
bullet now at the thriangles, Peg Barney
seq l.
"All the draf7 was out av their tents
watchin' Barney being pegged.
""Tis agin the riglations. He strook
him ? screeches out Scrub Greene, who
was always a lawyer, an some of the men
TUX up the shoutin.
".Peg out that man p SEE me OFFICER
bhoy, niver losin' his timper; an the nom
CONS whit in an pegged out Scrub Greene
by the side av Peg Barney.
II cud see that the draP was comm
roun'. The men stud not KNOWN fwhat
to do.
"'Get to your tentsp sez me OFFICER
bhoy 'Sargint, put sintry over these
two men,
"The men went back into the tents like
.iackals, an the rest av the night there was
no noise at all EXCEPT the slip av the sintry
over the two, an Scrub Greene blubberin'
like child. Twas a chilly night an
faith, ut sobered Peg Barney.
"Just before revelly, me OFFICER bhoy
comes out an SEE, Loose those men an
send thin to their tentsp Scrub Greene
l,,l d.
ney, stiff wild the cowld, stud like sheep,
thryin' to make his orfcer understand he
was sorry for playin' the goat.
"There was no tucker in the draf whin
ut fell in for the march, an divil wurrd
about illegality' cud hear.
81 whit to the ould Color Sargent and l
seq, Let me die in glory seq l. I've
seen man this day.
"'A man he is seq ould Hother, the
drafts as sick as herrin'. They'll all
go down to the sea like lambs. That boy
has the BOWLS av a cantonmint av Giner
erals
"'Amin,' seq l, AN good luck go wild
him, WHEREVER he be, by land or by sea.
Let me know how the draf gets clear
can do you know how they did? That
pioJ, 81 mdo tOulu W lCttCl iIOui OOLh-
bay, bullydammed 'em down to the dock,
till they cudn't call their sowls their own.
From the time they left me OF till they
was tween decks, not wan av thin was
more than dacintly dhrunk. An by the
Holy Articles av War, whin they whit
aboard they cheered him till they cudn't
spake, and that, mark you, has not come
about wild draf in the mim'ry av Twin
man You look to that little OFFICER
bhoy. He has bowls. IT'S not livery
child that wud chuck the rig'lations to
Flanders an stretch Peg Barney on a
wink from a broken an dilapidated ould
carkiss like meself I'd be proud to
serve"
Terrence, you're civilian" said Dinah
Shadd, warningly.
$50 | am-so am. Is ut likely l wud
forgit ut? But he wuz a gran bhoy all
the same, an Pm only mudtipper wild a
hod on my shoulders. The whisky's in
the heel av your hand, sorr. Wild your
good lave we'll dhrink to the Ould Rig
ment-three fingers standin' up"
And we drank.