The herald., 1896-03-05
tMULVANEY'S TALE.

1his,, sitting on the parapet, when we were
Anntine butterflies together. He had
theories about the army and oolored clay
pipes perfectly. He said that the young
soldier is the best to work with, ION &C.
count nv the surpassin innocinse av the
ohild"
sssNow, listenl" said MulvaAey, throw
inG himself full length on the wall in the
sun. "I'm q born scutt av the barrick
room. The arrny's mate an dhrink to me,
bekhse I'm wan nv the few that can't quit
ut. I've put In sivinteen years. an the
pipO clay's in the marrow av me. Av
cid have kept out av wan big dhrink n
month, wud have been hon'ry lift,nint
b1sthis time-a nuisance to my betthers,
aauehin shtcck to my. equils an curse
to mesilf Bein fwbat am. I'm. Privit
Mulyaney, wild no good conduc' pay an a
dS&eurin thirst. Always barrin me little
ll1nd Bobs Bahadur, I know as much
about the army as most men,"
said something here.
"Wolseley be shot! Betune you an me
an that butterfly net he's a ramblin, inco-
hermit sort av divil, wild wan OF on the
duane an the coort an the other on his
blessed silf-everlastin' playin Snysar
an Alexandrier rowled into lump. Now,
Bobs Is q sinsible little man. Wild Bobs
IN few 8-year-olds I'd swape any army
~ the earth into a jhairun an throw Ut
away afthcrward. Faith, I'm not jokini
IT'S tho bhoys-the raw bhoys, that don t
know fwhat a bullut names, an wudn't
care av they did-that dhu the work.
They're crammed.wid bull mate till they
fairly ramps wild good livin, an thin, av
they don't fight, they blow each others
bids Of. IT'S the trut' I'm tellin you,
They shud be kept on dal bhat an kijri in
the hot weather, but there'd be a nut ny
" twas done.
Ibid ye ivcr hear how Privit Mulvaney
TUX the town av Lungtungpen? Thought
not! Twas the lift'nint got the credit,
but twas me planned the schame. A lit
tie before YVES inviladed from Burma me
an four an twinty young vans undher a
Lift'niDt Brazenose, was ruinin our di-
jeshins thryin TO catch dacoits. An such
double ended divils 1 niver knew! 'Tis
only dah an Snder that makes
dacoit Widout thin he's a PEACEFUL Guilt
vator, an felony for to shoot. We hunted,
an VIC hunted an TUX fever an e,ephints
now an again, but no dacoits. Evcnshual-
" we puckarowed wan man. 'Trate him
tinderly,' sez the lift t'nint So tux him
away into the jungle, wild the Burmese in
tefprut'r an my clanin rod. Sez to the
man, MY PEACEFUL sqsireen,' sez I, you
Shquot on your hunkers n'dimonstrate to
my frind here whore your frinds arc whin
they're at home Wild that 1 INTRODUCED
him to the clanin rcd, an he COMMUNIST to
3abber, the interprut'r interprutin In be-
tweens, an me helpin the intelligence de-
partment wild my clanin rod whin the
man misremimbered.
"Prisintly learnt that acrost the river,
about nine miles away, was a town just
dhrippin wild dahs an bohs an arrows an
dacoits an elephints an jinglos. 'GoodP
sez I. This office will now close
''That night went to the lift'nint an
communicates my information. 1 never
thought much of Lift mint Brazenose till
that night Ho was shtiff wild books an
theouries, an all manner av thrimmin's S
no manner av use. Town did We say?' scz
he. 'Acoordin to the theouries av war,
We shud wait for re-enforce,nints. 'Faithn
thinks I, we'd betther dig our graves
thin, for the nearest throops was up to
their shtocks In the marshes out Milnbu
way But, says the lift mint, since It's q
speshil case I'll make an excepshin. Well
visit this Lungtungpen tonight
"The bhoys was fairly woild wild de-
loight whin 1 tou!d 'em, an, by this an
that, they wint through the jungle like
buck rabbits. About midnight we come
to the shtraine which / had clane forget TO
minshin to my OFFICER. l was on ahe-d
wid four bhoys, all l thought that tho lift
mint might want to the-ourize. 'Sbtrip,
bhoysr sez I. 'Shtrip to the buff an shwim
in where glory waits' But can t shwiip =
txrr ", T ,I,c :, I ~,
10 hear that from q bhoy wild board
school edukashinp sez l. Take lump av
thin ber an me an Conolly here will ferry
70 over, ye young ladies'
"We got an ould tree trunk an pushed
OF wild tho kits an the riles on it, Tss
night was chokin dhark, an just as we
was fairly embarked I heard the lift'nillt
behind av me calln out. There's bit NV
q nullah here, soor, seq I, but / can feel
the bottom already So l cud for 1 was
not u yard from the bank.
Bit av nullah! Bit av an eshtuary =
sea the lift mint. go on, ye mad Irish
man! Shtrip, bhoys.' 1 heard him laugh,
IN the bhoys begun shtrippin an rollin a
log into the wathcr 70 put their kits On.
So me an Connolly shtruck out through the
warm wather wild our log, an the rest
come on behind.
"That shtrame was miles woids
Oyth ris, on the rear rank log whispers
we had got into tho Thames below Sheer-
ness by mistake. Eape on shwimmin, sc
little blayguard, sez I, an don't 90 pokjn
your dirty jokes at tho Irriwaddy. ssi-
lince mini! s:ngs out the Ifs mint. So we
shwum on into the black dhark, wild olr
chests on the logs, trustin in the soaints
an the luck av the British army.
Evenshually we hit ground-a bit Nv
snnd-an a inap. I put my heel on the
back nv him. Fe skreeched an ran.
Now we've done it sss Lift mint
Brazenose. Where tho diril is Lungtung-
penn There was about minute an half
to wait. The bhoys laid o. hould av their
rifles an some thried 10 put their belts on.
We was marchin wid fixed baynits av
cooree. Thin we Lnew where Lungtung
pen was, for we had hit the river wall nv
1t In the dhark, an the whole town blazed
wid thin messin jingles IN sniders like d
cats back on a frosty night. They was
hrin all ways at whnst, but over our bids
into the shtrame.
Hnve you got your siflesf' sez Bra.
senosc. Got 'eIn! sez Orth'ris. I've got
that thief Mulvaney S for all my back pay,
% she'll kick my heart sick wij that
blunderin long shtock av hers Go on!'
yells Brazenose, whippin his sword ont.
go on an take the town. An the Lord
have mercy on our sowls!'
"Thin the bhoys gave wan divastatin
howl an pranced into the dhark, feelin for
tho town. an blindin an stiffn like cav
airy ridin masters win the grass pricked