Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1895-04-18

Brown, which had me doubts wor his
name at all at all. Well, sor, wild de
sargint a houldin' him to his fate he
wore shwored into the army, an the
leftenant an the sargint a GRIMM
loike two murtherin' balloons at aich
other loike it wor foine bit of JOKE
"a id outrage, sir! It was DID
outrage" roared the old officer. ssYou
say the young man was SO intoxicated
that he seemed unconscious of what
was transpiring?"
THAT he wor, sor, an I'd take me
dyin' oath on it this blessed minute
barrin' the fact that I'm in good hilth. !"
''And then what happened?"
'sThin, sor, we wor STINT to that divil's
own home, Governors oiland, an the
poor divil of boy so drunk that he
whit to shape on the boat an we car
ried him ashore an put him in bunk
in the quarthers, an dom the know did
he know till the next mornin,. Whin
he woke up he riz in his bunk q
loolzin' as woild as haste an says he,
Boys says he where am I?' Sure yer
on the honorable Governors oiland:
says I, AN you do be soger In the
army; but divil the bit think you
made go to confession fur that says /,
fur you wor so Intoxicated that you
didn't know whittier you had yer
head on yer shoulders or in yer tatbe.'
FAX did be sayin' them same words,
colonel"
"How was the fellow dressed when
the sergeant brought him in? Did he
look like tramp or gentleman
MAY God forgive We, sor, fur sphsk-
in of tramp, fur there wasn't a
mater drissed gintleman in the city,
barrin' the natural wear an tear of the
dhrunk he yvor havin'. Sure it wor q
fine gold watch an chain an finger
ring he wore, which the koind sargfnt
TUX after tellin' him he'd kape them
safe from bein' shto1e from him by the
sogers, the bloody thafe."
Ibid Brown say anything about him.
self when he got sober?"
"Sure he did not, sor, barrin' that he
TUX a walk all by himself, an whin he
come back to the quarthers he shmoi1ed
an said, says he: Dyes, giss I'm in
fur it, an suppose I'll have to make
the Dist of it."
'sAnd that's all you know about him,
is it, Lannan?"
That's all, sor, only they do be say.
In he's gone off all be himsilf afther yer
honor's swate daughter that wor shtole
be the haythen Injuns, an may God
PROTECT the lovely lady an bring her
safe back to We wild her shmilin' angel
face
t'Thank you, my man, thank you
You may go now," said the old man,
grateful for even the sympathy of
soldier in that dark hour.
After Lannan's departure the colonel
sat for long time in deep reflection.
at times giving voicing to his thoughts.
Everyone speaks well of him. /
think I understand his case exactly.
A young fool with more money than
sense, fast companions, got beastly
drunk, recruiting vulture swooped
down on him, and here he is. Must be
a man of high sense of honor to ac-
cept the situation as he did and de-
termine to make the best of it.
Damme, I like that. It is true moral
courage and bespeaIs manly nature.
high family. But the idea of him low
ing Alice. Why, the internal scoun-
dreI, to aim from the ranks at such
high game! He must abandon that I'M
sane idea or III clip his wings in short
order. But, damn the fellow. can't
help but admire him, if he is an i'm
ferna1 scoundreL'
And thus the cid officer unused, now
praising, now condemning the young
soldier who would in his eyes have