The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1899-05-31

uuTlli, was GnlS CdpG la iOtten "a"
dhrill-an whin first I ran my eye over
him 1 sez to myself. MY militia ban
tam, I sez, my cock av Gosport
unghill'-'twas from Portsmouth ne
came to US there's combs to be cut,
sez I. .an by the grace av God, It's
Terence Mulvaney will cut thin.
$50 he wint menowderin, an minan-
derin, an blandandhering roun' an
about the colonel's daughter, an She
poor innocint, lookin at him like a
comm 'ssariat bullock looks at the COM
p'ny cook. He'd a dhirty little scrub
av a black mustache, an he twisted an
turned ivry wurrd he used as av he
found ut too sweet for to spit out
Eyah! He was tricky man an liar
by natur' Some are born So He was
wan. knew he was over his belt in
money borrowed from natives Besides
lot ay other matthers which in regard
to your presince, sorr, I will oblither-
ate. A little av fwhat knew the colo
mel knew. for he wud have none av
him, an that I'm thinkin, by fwhat
happened aftherward, the capt'n knew
ssWan day, bein mortal idle, or they
wud never have thried ut, the rig mint
gave amshure theatricals-orf' GERS an
OFF GERS ladies. You've seen the likes
time an ag in, sorr, an poor fun It's for
them that sit in the back row an stamp
wild their boots for the honor av the
rig mint. was told off for to shift the
scenes, haulin up this an draggin down
that Light work ut was, wild lashins
av beer an the gurl that dhressed the
orf' GERS ladies-but she died in Agra
10 years gone, an my tongues gettin
the betther av me- They was actin
play thing called 'Sweethearts, which
you may have heard av, an the colonels
daughter she was a lady's maid The
capt'n was boy called Broom-Spread
Broom was his name in the play Thin
I saw-ut come out in the actln-fwhat
niyer saw before, an that was that he
was no gentleman They was too much
together. thin two, a-whisperin behind
the scenes / shifted, an some av fwhat
they said I heard, for was death-blue
death an ivy-on the comb cuttin. he
was iverlastin'ly oppressin her to fall
in wild some sneakin schame av his, an
she was thryin to stand out against him,
but not as though she was set II her
will. | wonder now in thin days that
my ears did not grow yard on my
head wild list min But looked straight
forninst me, an hauled up this an drag
ged down that such as was my duty.
an the orr GERS ladies sez one to anoth-
er, thinkin I was out av listen reach.
'Fwhat an obligin young man is this
Corp'ril Mulvaneyl' was corp'ril
then. was rejuiced aftherward, but, no
matther, I was a corp'ril wanst
"Well, this 'Sweethearts business
wint on like most amshHre theatricals.
an, barrin fwhat I suspicioned, twasnt
till the dhress rehearsal that saw for
certain that thin two-he the black
guard an she no wiser than she should
have been-had put up an evasion.
ga what2" said L
Evasion! Fwhat you lorruds an
ladies call an elopement Evasion
calls it, bekase, exceptin whin tbs right
an natural an proper, It's wrong an
dhirty to steal a mans wan child not
KNOWN her own mind There was a
sargint in the comm 'ssariat who set my
face upon e-vasions. I'll tell you about
that
"Stick to the bloomin captains, Mul-
vaney," said Ortheris. Comm 'ssariat
sargints is low. >
Mulvaney accepted the emendation
and went on
sNow, l knew that the colonel was
no fool any more than me, for l was
hild the smartest man in the rig mint.
an the colonel was the best orr Ger COM
mandin in Asia. So fwhat he said an |
said was a mortal truth. We knew that
the capt'n was bad. but for reasons
which I have already oblitherated |
knew more than my colonel. Iwud have
rolled out his face wild the butt av my
gun before permittin av him to steal the
CURL. Saints knew av hewud have mar
ried her, an av he didn' she wud be in
gerat tormint an the divil av what
YOU. SOFT, call scandal But | niver
sthruck, niyer raised me hand on my
superior OFF Ger. an that was a mer-
ricle now l come to considher it.
"Mulvaney. the dawn's risin, said
Ortheris, IAN we're no nearer ONE
than we was at the beginnin. Lend me
your pouch Mines all dust.
Mulvaney pitched his pouch across
and he filed his pipe afresh
$50 the dhress rehearsal came to an
end, an, bekaze | was curious, stald
behind whin the scene shiftin was end
ed, an shud have been in barricks, lyin
as fiat as toad under painted cot
tage thing. They was talkin in whis-
pers, an she was shiverin an gaspin like
fresh hukked fish Are you sure
you've got the hang av the manew-
vers? sez he, or wurrds to that effec.
as the coort martial sez. Sure as
death, sez she, but | misdoubt It's
cruel hard on my father. Damn your
fatherl' sez he, or anyways twas