The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1895-08-31
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transferred 20 this post He came out
with detachment of recruits, and this
man Brown and a young 1rishhnan
named Lannan were assigned to my
troop"
a ssIs this man Lannan yet with your"
ssHe is, sir, and is q most excellent
soldier. His droll Irish wit is, I am
told, the life of the troop"
After some more conversation the
old commander expressed desire to be
left alone, and the officers retired. At
once calling an orderly, he directed him
to go to the first sergeant of B troop
and have Private Lannan report to him
at headquarters.
There soon came knock at the door,
and on being hidden Lannan entered
the room. He was brawny young
Irishuan with q jovial, good-natured
cast of countenance, and an eye that
denoted love for fun.
rYou are Private Lannan, of B troop,
are you?" the commander asked.
.sYis, sor-r-r," the soldier replied
with the military salute.
s'Sit down in that chair, my man,
and want you to give truthful an
swers to such questions as may put
to you. Where did you enlist?"
''In New York, sor, an may the divil
roast the lynn spalpeen of sargint
that got me fut in the thrap. You see,
SCR. T."
s'Never mind that" the colonel In
terrupted. WAS Private Brown Of
your troop enlisted at the same timer"
s'That he was, sor, barrin' the fact
that wor rooined an hour forninst
him. You see, sor, landed but
wake before from the ould country
an wor loolkin' for job, when who
should I mate but sargint Of the
army, sor. Cant you put me on the
thrack of job? says I. Il cam said
he. FAX I'm yer mon,' says I, an wild
that he towld me he wor hirin' men to
list as sogers. 'Divil the wunst do I
want to be soger an git kilt an
sculped to me grave by the haythen
Injuns,' says I, an wild that he laughed
till + cud see the insides av him. Sure,
American sogers don't be afther foight-
in at all, says he, list live in grand
stoyle an wear toine uniforms an look
swate on parade before the ladies.
NIusha God but his blarney captivated
me intoirely, sor, an whit wild him to
the headquarters an TUX me oath.
That did, sor, bad luck to me"
''Well, but about Brown. Was he
with you at the ti1ne?"
"Dick Brown, is it? Faix he wori
not, sor, but as l was sittin' on a binch
In the headquarters with some other
dom fools loilke meself heard a carr
-riage shtop forninst the dure below,
an thin there wor racket on the
shtairs. 'Phat the divil is the hula
baloo now?' says to meself, an wild
that opened the dure an there wor
the haste of q sargint wild as foine a
young gintle,nan as yer honor's eyes
liver shtruck. He wor drunk, sor; so
bastely Intoxicated that the sargint
did be mosht carryin him up the shtairs.
The sargint did all the tonne be tellin' !
him to say his name wor Richard
Brown, which had me doubts wor his
name at all at all Well, sor, wild dc
sargint houldin' him to his fate he
wore shwored into the army, an the
leftenant an the sargint a GRIMM
loilxe two murtherin' balloons at aich
other loike it wor foine bit of a joke"
"a DID outrage, sir! 1t was id
outrage" .roared the old officer. ''You
say the young man was so intoxicated
that he seemed unconscious of what
was transpiring?",
THAT he wbr, sor, an I'd take me
.dyin' oath on it this blessed minute
ibarrin' the fact that I'm in good hilth.
s'And then what happened?" NJ
''Thin, sor, we wor STINT to that divips
own home, Governors oiland, an the
poor divil Of boy SO drunk that he
lwint to shape on the boat an we car-
'ried him ashore an put him in bunk
in the quar- Tiers, an dom the know did
he know till. the next mornin'. Whin
he woke up he riz in his bunk q
'lookin' as woild as o haste an says he,
l.Boys,' says he where am ~ Sure yer
ion 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 I,
E'fur you wor so Intoxicated that you
didn't know whittier you had yer
head on yer shoulders or in yer tath!e.' e.