Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1896-04-25
MULVANEY'S TALE.

MULVANEY'S TALE.
My friend Private Mulvaney told me
this, sitting on the parapet, when we vert
hunting butterflies together. He had
theories about the army and colorcd clay
pipes perfectly He said that the young
soldier Is the best to work with, ION &C.
count av the surpassin innocinse ay the
child"
"Now, listen!" said Mulvaney, throw
ing himself full length ON the wall in the
sun. "I'm born scutt av the barrick
room. The army's mate an drink to me,
bekase Pm wan av the few that can't quit
ut I've put in sivinteen years, an the
pipe clay's In the marrow av me. Av
cud have kept out av wan big dhrink a
month, wud have been hon'ry lift mint
by this time-a nuisance to my betthers,
a laughin shtock to my equils an curse
to mesilf. Bein fwhat I am, I'm Privit
Mulvaney, wild no good conduc' pay an a
devourin thirst. Always barrin me little
frind Bobs Bahadur, know as much
about the army as most men,"
I said something here.
"Wolseley be shotl Betune you an me
an that butterfly net he's ramblin, inco-
hermit sort av divil, wild wan oil on the
quane an the coort an the other on his
blessed silf---everlastin' playin Saysar
an Alexandrier rowled into a lump. Now,
Bobs Is a sinsible little man. Wild Bobs
an few S-year-olds I'd swape any army
av the earth into jhairun an throw ut
away aftherward. Faith, I'm not jokin!
'Tis the bhoys-the raw bhoys, that don t
know fwhat bullut names, all wudn't
care av they did-that dhu the work.
They're crammed wild bull mate till they
fairly ramps wild good Twin, an thin, av
they don't fight, they blow each others
bids of. 'Tis the trut' I'm tellin you
They shud be kept on dial bhat an kijri in
the hot weather, but there'd be mut'ny
Nv twas done.
"Did We liver hear how Privit Mulvaney
TUX the town av Lungtungpen9 Thought
not Twas tho liftnint got the credit,
but twas me planned the sohame. A lit.
tie before I was inviladed from Burma me
an four an twinty young vans undher a
Lift mint Brazenose, was ruinin our d.
jeshins thryin to catch daeoits. An such
double ended divils niver knew Ills
only dab an a Snider that makes o
dacoit Widout thin he's u PEACEFUL Guilt
vator, al felony for to shoot. We hunted,
an we hunted, an TUX fever an elephints
now an again, but no dauoits. Evenshual-
~ we puokarowed wan man. 'Trate him
tinderly,' SEE the lift'nint. So tux him
away into the jungle, wild the Burmese in.
kovy, - oil In, 10 t,o
man, My PEACEFUL squireen,' SEE I, you
shquot on your hunkers an diinonstrate to
my frind here where your frinds are whin
they re at home Wild that I INTRODUCED
him to the clanin rod, an he COMMUNIST to
jabber, the interprut'r interprutin in be-
tweens, an Inc helpin the intelligence de-
partment wild my clanin rod whin the
man lnisremimbered.
"Prisintly learnt that acrost the river,
about nine miles away, was town just
dhrippin wild dahs an bohs an arrows an
dacoits an elephints On jingles. 'GoodP
SEE l. This Office will now close.
s'That night l went to the lift'nint an
communicates my information. I never
thought much Of Lift'nin Brazenose till
that night. He was shift wild books an
gnoOQEl00, OIL OIL AIaAu6E dS
no manner av use. Town did 70 says' sea
he. 'Acoordln to the theourles av war,
we shud wait for re-enforcemints Faithi'
thinks I, we'd betther dig our graves
thin,' for the nearest throops was up to
their shtocks in the marshes out Mimbu
way. But, says the lift 'niut, since lisa
speshil case, I'll make an excepshin. Well
visit this Lungtungpen tonight.
1.-THE bhoys was fairly woild wild de-
loight whin I tould 'em, an, by this an
that, thoy whit through the jungle like
buck rabbits. About midnight we come
to the shtrame which had olane forgot to
minshin to my OFFICER was on ahead
wild four bhoys, an thought that the lift
mint might want to the-ourize. 'Shtrip
bhoys!' SEE l. 'Shtrip to the buff an shwim
In where glory waits!' But can shwim!
sea two av thin. ITO think should 1.-Two
to hear that from bhoy wild board
school edukashin' SEE l. Take lump az
Timber, an me an Connolly here will ferry
ye over, ye young ladies!
"We got On ould tree trunk an pushed
off wild the kits an the rifles on 1t. The
night was chokin dhark, an just as we
was fairly embarked I heard the lift mint
behind NV me callin out. There's bit av
q nullah hore, sOor, seq l, but I can feel
the bottom already So oud, for was
not yard from the bank.
"'Bit av nullahi Bit av an eshtuary!'
seq the lift'nint. go on, We mad Irish
man! Shtrlp, bhoys.' / heard him laugh,
an the bhoys begun shtrippin an rollin q
log into the wather to put their kits on.
So me IN Connolly shtruck out through the
warm wather Wild our log, an the rest
come on behind.
"That shtram0 was miles woide!
Orth 'ris, on the rear rank log, whispers
we had got into tht Thames below Sheer.
ness by mistake. 'Kape on shwimmin, We
little blayguard, sez I, AN don't 60 pokin
your dirty jokes ut the lrriwaddy.' Isl
linoe, minp sings out the lift'nint. So we
Rhwuln ON into the black dhark, wild our
chests on the logs, trustin In the soaints
an the luck az the British army.
"Evenshually we hit grounds bit az
sand-an . man. I put my heel on the
back Az him. He skreeched an ran.
Now we've done It'll seq Lift mint
Brazenose. Where the divil Ia Lungtung.
penn There was about minute an q half
to wait. The bhoys laid q. hould av their
rifles On some thried to put their belts on.
We was marchin wild fixed baynits az
coorse Thin we knew where Lungtung.
pen was, for we had hit the river wall az
1t In the dhark, an the whole town blased
wld thin messin jingles an sniders like
patis bnck on q frosty night. They was
Elrin all ways at wanst, but over our bids
Into the shtraine.
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