Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1899-05-13
"Old on, Mulvaney Wot's truso y,

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said Ortheris
You're an oncivilized man, my son
Win gurls married. all her kit al
'couterments are truso, which name
weddin portion. An tbs the same whit
she's rrnnin away, even wild the big
gest blackguard on the ARMY list.
SO / made my plan av campaign
The coloneps house was a good tw,
miles away. Dennis, SEE to my colo
sargint, if you love me lend me you
kyart, for my heart is bruk an my fee
IS sore wild trampin to an from thi
foolishness at the Gaff An Dennis len
ut, wild rampin, stampin red stallion
in the shafts. Whin they was all set
tied down to their 'Sweethearts' for the
first scene, which was long wan,
slips outside an into the kyart Mother
av Hivin. but made that horse walk
an we came into thecolonel's compound
as the divil whit through Athlone in
standin leps. There was no one there
EXCEPT the servints, an / whit round tc
the back an found the girls ayah.
'Ye black, brazen Jezebel,' SEE l,
'sellin your masther honor for 5 rupees
pack up all the Miss Sahib's kit an
look slippy Capt'n Sahib's order, seq
/; 'goin to the station we are, seq,
an wild that laid my finger to my nose
an looked the schamin sinner | was.
$ 'Bote acchy, SEE she, so I knew
she was in the business, an / piled up
all the sweet talk I'd liver learned in
the bazaars on to this she bullock an
prayed av her to put all the quick she
knew into the thing. While she packed
| stud outside an sweated, for | was
wanted for to shift the second scene. /
tell you young gurl's evasion names
as much baggage as a rig mint on the
line av march Saints help Dennis
springs, thinks /, as bundled the stuff
into the thrap, for I'll have no mercyl
9" m comm, too, SEE the ayah.
Nc, you don't, seq l, later
pechy You baito where you are. I'll
pechy come an bring you sart, along
with me, you maraudin -niver mind
fwhat l called her
Thin l whit for the Gaff, an by the
special ordher av Providence, for was
doin a good work you will ondersthand,
Dennis springs hid toight. Now, whin
the capt'n goes for that kit thinks I,
he'll be throubled. At the end av
'Sweethearts' off the capt runs in his
kyart to the colonel's house, an sits
down on the steps an laughs. Wanst an
again | slipped in to see how the little
piece was goin, an whin ut was near
endin stepped out all among the car
ri ges an sings out very softly, Jun
gil Wild that Carl ge began to move,
an waved to the dhriver. 'Hitheraop
seq /, an he hitheraoed till I judged he
was at proper distance, an thin l tux
him fair an square betune the eyes, all
I knew for good or bad, an he dhropped
wild a guggle like the canteen beer en-
CINE whin ut's runnin low. Thin ran
to the kyart an tux out all the kit an
piled ut into the carri'g e, the sweat
runnin down my face in dhrops. go
home, SEE to the sails. You'll find
man close here. Very sick he is. Take
him away, an if you liver say wan
wurrd about fwhat you've dekkced I'll
marrow you till your own wife won't
sumjao who you are' Thin heard the
stampin av feet at the ind av the play,
an I ran in to let down the curtain,
Whin they all came cut, the CURL thried
TO hide herself behind wan av the pill
ars, an SEE 'Jungi' in voice that
wudn It have scared hare. run over to
Jungi's carri'ge an tux up the lousy
Did horse blanket on the box, wrapped
my head an the rest av me in ut an
1hrove up to where she was.
'F'Miss Sahib, SEE l, 'goin to the sta
ion; Captain Sahib's order! An widout
4 sign she jumped in all among her own
Kit
II laid to an dhruv like steam to the
,olonel's house before the colonel was
here, an she screamed an | thought
he was goin off. Out comes the ayah,
ayin all sorts av things about the
.apt'n havin come for the kit an gone
o the station.
Take out the luggage, you divil.
eZ l. or / ii murther you'll
The lights av the thraps people
.omin from the Gaff was shown acrost
he parade ground, an by this an that
he way thin two women worked at
he bundles an TRUNKS was caution
was dyin to help, but, seein didn't
want to be known. / sat wild the blank
t roun me an coughed an thanked the
aints there was no moon that night.
''Whin all was in the house ag in, | |
liver asked for bukshish, but dhruv tire
MENUS in the opp site way fromJ the |
ther CARR 'ge an put out my lights
saw naygur man wallow-
q in the road. slipped down before
ot to him, for Isuspicioned Providence |
vas wild me all through that night.
Twas Jungi, his nose smashed in fiat, |
II dumb sick as you please Dennis
nan must have tilted him out av the
hrap Whin he came to, 'Huttl SEE |.
ut he began to howl.
You black lump av dirt, / seq, 'is
his the way you dhrive your gharri
hat tikka has been OWN an fereowin
II over the bloomin country this whole
loomin night. an you as mut-Walla as
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