New-York tribune., 1900-07-29
Captain Daily. nothing loath. chimed in with
st Patrick was a gentleman.
And came of decent people,

st. Patrick was a gentleman.
And came Of decent people,
which lent itself readily as a fugue to the Mar
sellaise."
AS he gave forth his lay he picked up bottle
with d yellow seal from the litter on the table
and, gently disengaging the corkscrew from the
feversh hands of a trooper. poured Hbation to
Bacchus down his thirsty throat.
"Bedad, twas worth the Journey, he OBJ
served as he pitched the empty bottle INTO the
fireplace
"Chantez. chantez' J'insista que vous chantez"'
how led the sergeant. his attention reaWakeneu
by the click of the glass
oh have yez ne'er been to Donny brook Fair?
An Irishman all in his glory is there,
With his sDrig Of shillelah'-
trcred Captain Daily.
AUX armes citoyens, Formez vos batail-
lCrsT' ChOTused the F'renChmen-
Captain DAILY helped himself TO another bottle,
which he tapped more slowly, to get better the
flavor Of the wine.
Suddenly one Of the troopers clambered to his
feet.
Mon sergent mes camarades A la belle
JaCiuther'
a la belle Jacinthe," cIamored the others,
each draining his flask and then crashing it
down uDon the floor.
more and more into the spirit Of the thing, and,
emPtying his bottle. he fumbled about for a
third
"C'est troo fort" screamed the sergeant.
'.Vous ne chantez pas; jinsiste que vous
chantez.
Twas in Trafalgar Bay
chanteG the visitor feeling himself little tipsy
as he cracked his third bottle. 'Tis the pace
that kills" he remarked TO his neiEhbOr, but the
man was too far gone to do anything but re-
peat, "Abreuve nos siOns," again and again,
each time more loudly and less distinctly than
before.
His third bottle turned marine. Captain Daiy
reflected chat he might now rejClu h.5 regiment,
but the honest fellow did not like 10 leave the
inn without expressing to the landlord his ap-
probation Of his hospitality since he could not
better requIte him for it,
"Gu est le UatTon?' he demanded
lie patron, c'est moi answered the fat ser
geant.
"Ou done est Ie tavernier?" asked the Cap
tain
lie taveruier. c'est mofs." replied the ser
geant: and "Chantez, chantez," he added
Seeing that there was nothing TO be learned
from him. Captain DAILY rose carefully from the
table and equally carefully walked TO the door
'Du est la UdtrCn"' he called out to the thin
girl: then ne thought she was not alone
He shut his eyes, aud, opening them again,
looked as steadily as he could TO make sure
There was no mistake about il. There in the
sunlight. stood a tall. graceful girl, talking to
the one who had taken his horse.
Captain Daily advanced undauntedly and
smiling.
"Doha Jacintha2" ne inquired.
Senor"' the girl turned toward him.
A mighty pleasant face ye have, my dear
observed Captain DAILY.
suddenly he slipped his arms gently around
her kissing her on the ears, eyes, cheeks and
lips
His manner was so tender and his appearance
so brave that Dona Jacintha did not resent the
familiarity and a romance might well have
been built on it that would have Hghtened the
horrors Of the PeninsUlar had not Captain
DAILY iucontinentiy hiccoughed.
DOna Jacinthas finer feelings were shocked
She disengaged herself abruptly
'TiS all your fathers main fine wine" pro-
tested the Captain, apoIOgeticaIIy, but by no
means abashed.
At the sound Of the English language Miss