The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1899-04-28
THE GOD FROM THE MACHINE.
By RUDYARD KIPLINe.


and wreathed it with laurels and made
the dancing floor plate glass and pro-
vided supper the like of which had
never been eaten before, and set two
sentries at the door of the room to hold
the trays and programme cards My
friend Private Mulvaney was one Of
the sentries because he was the tallest
man in the regiment When the dance
was fairly started, the sentries were re-
leased, and Private Mulvaney fed to
curry favor with the mess sergeant in
charge of the supper Whether the mess
sergeant gave or Mulvaney took can
not say All that | am certain of is
that at supper time found Mulvaney
with Private Ortheris, two thirds of
ham, loaf of bread, half pate de foie
gras and two magDums of champagne
sitting on the roof of my carriage. AS
| came up heard him saying;
Praise be a danst doesn't come as
often as ord ly room, or, by this an
that. Orth ris, my son. wud be the
dishgrace av the rig mint instid av the
brightest jool in uts crown.
Hand the colonels pet noosince
said Ortheris, who was a Londoner
But wot makes You curse your ra.
tions2 This ere izzy stuff's good
enough.
"Stuff, you oncivilized paginl Tis
champagne we re dhrinkin now Tisn't
that am set ag'in. 'Tis the quare stuff
wild the little bits av black leather in
it. | misdoubt | will be distressin'ly
sick wild it in the mornin Fwhat is
utT'
Goose liver | said, climbing on
the top of the carriage for l knew that
il was better to sit ont with Mulvaney
rhan to dance many dances.
Goose liver, is ut2' said Mulvaney
Faith. I'm thinkin thin that makes ut
wud do betther to cut up the colonel
He carries "A power av liver undher his
right arrum whin the days are warm an
the nights chill He wud give thin tons
an tons av liver Tis he SEE So I'm
all liver today SEE he, an wild that he
ordhers me ten days @. b. for as mold
drink as liver a good sodger TUX be-
tune his teeth.
"That was when e wanted for to
WASH lSStll III lIt lbl NllNHs Ollut
explained Said there was too much
beer in the barrack water butts for a
God fearing man. You was lucky in git
tin off with wot you did, Mulvaney."
lyon say SOL Now / IN persuaded l
was cruel hard trated, seein fwhat I've
done for the likes av him in the days
whin my eyes were wider opin than
they are now Man alive, for the colo
mel to whip me on the peg in that way
Me that have saved the reputation av a
ten times better man than him Twas
nefarious, an that names a power av
evil
Never mind the righteousness, l
said Whose reputation did you saver
"More's the pity, twasn't my own
but | TUX more trouble wild Mt than if
Mt was Twas just my way messin
wild fwhat was no business av mine
Hear now'' He settled himself at ease
on the top of the carriage. I'm tell you
all about ut Av cuorse | will name no
names. for there wan that's an Off
GERS lady now that was in ut, an no
moro will | name places, for a man is
thracked 10y a place.
"Eyahr said Ortheris lazily But
this is mixed story wot $ comm.
"Wanst upon time as the childer
books say, | was a recruity.
"Was you, thought said Ortheris
"Now that's extraordinary
"Orth ris " said Mulvaney, "av you
opin thin lips nv yours again | will,
savin your presince, sorr, take you 10y
the slack nv your trousers an heave
you.
"Im mum. said Ortheris. "Wot
appened when you was recruityT
Il was Il betther recruity than you
liver was or will be, but that's neither
here nor there Thin became man.
an the divil Of a man | was 3 years
ago They called me Buck Mulvaney in
thin days an, begad, | TUX woman 5
eye did that Orth ris you scrub,
fwhat are you sniggerin att Do you
misdoubt meY
Devil doubt % said Ortheris But
I've card summat like that before
Mulvaney dismissed the impertinence
with lofty wave Of his hand and con
tinued
IAN the OFF GERS av the rig'mint |
was IN IN thlm DAYS was orr GERS
grand men, wild manner on EN- an
way wild EN- such as is not made these
days-all but wan-wan av the capt ms
A bad dhrill n wake voice, an limp
leg-thim three things are the signs av
bad man You bear that in your hid,
Orth ris, my son
IAN the colonel av the rig mint had
a daughter-wan av thin lamblike.
bleatin, pick me up an carry me or III
die gurs such rs was made for the nat
ural prey av men like the capt'n who
was iverlastin payin coort to her,
though the colonel he said time an over,
'Kape out nv the brute way, my dear
But he niver had the heart for TO send
her away from the tmouble, bein as he
was widower an she their wan child.