The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1899-06-14
TIE IAK|NG Of LINGTUNGPEN
By RUDYARD KIPLIEG.

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So we loosed bloomin volley,
An we made the beggars cut.
An when our pouch was emptied out
~ Ne used the bloomin butt.
Ho! Ny!
Don't you come a-nigh
When Tommy IS a-playin wid the oaynit an
the butt.
NY friend Private Mulvaney told me
this, sitting on the parapet of the road
10 Dagshai, when we were hunting but
terhies together. He had theories about
I the army and colored clay pipes per-
fectly. He said that the young soldier
is the best to work with, son account
az the surpassin innccince av the
child :
ssNow, listen!' said Mulvaney,
throwing himself full length on the wall
IL the sun. I'm a born scutt av the
barr;ck room! The army's mate an
drink to- me, bekaze I'm wan av the
few that can quit ut. I've put in siv-
inteen years, an the pipeclay's in the
marrow av me. If cud have kept out
an wan big dhrink month, I wud
have been a hon'ry lift mint by this
time-a nuisance to my betthers,
laughin shtock to my equils an curse
to mesilf. Bein fwhat am, I'm Privit
Mulvaney, wild no good conduc' pay an
q deYourin thirst Always barrin me
little fri'nd Bobs Bahadur, know as
much about. the army as most men. "
I said something here.
sWolseley be shoti Betune you an
me an that butterfly net, he's a ram
blin, incoherint sert av divil, wild wan
Of on the quane an the coort an the
other on his blessed silf-everlastin ~
pIayin Saysar an Alexandrier rowled
into a lump Now. Bobs is sinsible lit
He man. Wid Bobs an a few S-year-
olds I'd swape any army ay the earth
into jhairum an throw ut away
afsherward FAITH, I'm not jokinl Ills
the bhoys-the raw bhoys-that don't
know fwnat a bullet names, ar wudn't
care if they did-that do the work.
They're crammed wild bull mate TIL they
fairly ramps wid good livin, an thin,
Sc they don't fight, they blow each 9th
er's hids off. 'Tis the trut' I'm teliin
you. They should be kept on dalbhat an
kiiri In the hot weather, but there'd be
NUT my if twas done.
did you iver hear how Privit Null
vaney TUX the town av Lungsungpen?
I thought not. Twas the lift mint got
the credit, but at was me planned the
schame. A little before was inviladed
from Burma me an four an twenty
young vans undher a Lift mint Braze-
nose was ruinin our dijeshins thryin to
catch dacoiis. An such double ended
divils niYer knewl IT'S only dab an
q Snider that makes dacc;t. Widout
thin he's a p 'aceful cultivator an felony
for TO shoot. We hunted an we hunted
AN TUX fever an eiephints now an again,
but no dacoits. Evenshually we puck
arowed wan man 'Trate him tinderly,
seq the lift'nint So I TUX him away
into the jungle, wid the Burmese inter-
prut'r an my cl'anin rod, Sez to the
man, MY PEACEFUL squireen, sez I, you
shquos on your hunkers an dimonstrate
to my friend here where your frl'nds
are whin they're at homer Wild that
I INTRODUCED him to the clanin rod, an
he COMMUNIST to jabber, the interprut'r
interruptin in betunes an me helpin
the intilligince departmint wild my
cianin rod whin the man misremim-
bered.
ssPrisintly learned that acrost the
river, about nine miles away, was a
town just dhrippin wild dahs an bohs an
arrows an dacoits an elepnints IA jim
giles. Good. sez I. This Office will
now close.
s.That night went to the lift'nint
an communicates my information. I
never thought much av Lift mint Braze-
nose till that night. He was shift wild
books an tae-ouries an all manner av
thrimmin s no manner av use. Town,
did you sayf' sez he. 'Accordin to the
the-ouries ay war, we shud wait for
re-enforcemints. Faith, thinks I,
we'd better dig our graves, thin, for
the nearest throops was up to their
shtocks in the marshes out Mimbu way.
But, says the lift mint, since It's
speshil case I'll make an excepshin.
Wen visit this Lungtungpen tonight.
.'The bhoys was fairly void wild de-
loight whin tould 'em, an, by this an
that, they wint through the jungle like
buck rabbits. About midnight we
come to the shtrame which had clane
forgot to minshin to my OFFICER. was
on ahead, wid four bhoys, an 1 thought
that the ift'nint might want to the
ourize- 'shtrip, bhoysl' sez I. 'Sthrip
to the buff an shwim in where glory
waits!' But can't shwim!' sez two
av thin. ITO think I should live to
hear that from a bhoy wild a board
school edukashin!' sez L Take lump
av thimber, an ne an Connolly here will