The Savannah morning news., 1901-07-07

round a quart of Irish whisky about as
well as If they had been broken to 1t
when they were on suckin' bottles, Dit
they give in An when l give IN me-
self, Misther O'Msra, an Dan. an TAR
ance seemed as fresh as a May mornin,
bad luck till them.
The sun was purity high in the sky.
Mkt day, when we shouted an shuk up
An when we got our eyes opened, an
some of our senses back again. behould
We. wasn't it the sergeant himself OF polls
an band of his men was standin over
u.s. We'll, what's the row, noWE says
we. when we seen this army crowdln
the kitchen. 'Nothin', says the sergeant
himself of the polls, with heavy sign,
only the Red Poacher be d. to him!
'WhaI2' says wan of us; an 'WhatE
says all of us. jumpin' for our firearms.
The Red Poacherl Hurroo! show US him.
sergeant avic, till we get the chance OF
a puck at the hinder-end of his breeches
an livery mothers sowl bruk for the
doore 'Arrah, says the sergeant, to pot
with yez for blatherin' ediots. Stand yer
grounds till ] AK we wan questlon-Has
any of yez got any returns or repliss
from the game yez has sent off? No,
none of them had. For the past three or
four days they had sent a messenger to
the office, an then damned the London
man for not bein prompter in replyin
an sendin cheques. I thought as
much SEE the sergeant. What the dick
ems do we name? says they. Are all OF
yez here? SEE the sergeant. All of usE
says they lookin roun', an thryin' to
count wan another-'Barri says they,
then, 'Misther O'Mara, an his two men,
They must have been afoot earlier an
sthrolled back to Meenavalla.' oh, in
deedp says the sergeant-'yes, indeed,
was just thinkin' they TUX rather early
sthroll this mornin, There was little
note from him, informin' me as much.
dhropped at the barrack doore, this morn
in an advisin' me to come an look af-
Their yez, or yez would be apt to over
sleep yerselves, an miss the early worm.
I called by Meenavalla house just to sat
isfy myself, an it's as lone as an anshint
abbey. Here's a note I picked up on the
table here when 1 come in--Im thinkin
that's the names of the six of yez on the
cover of it. Purity well-addhressed, any
how"
with their mouths open so We might
turn yer fist in them, an their six pairs
of eyes like bow windies Ia castle
they had the note tore open In half-a-
jiffey, an livery man of the six let out of
him curse might kill a crow in a crab
three-for the note was something like
this: 'Misther O'Mara, of Maith presents
his compliments an hopes the six nice
bright oliver young Englishmen is well
as he'd wish them. an as full of self
consait as liver. He is very sorry he has
been called off suddint, for he should
have liked much more of their improvin'
company. But if his good friends
wouldn't mind calm roun' by his egg
store in the County Maith, on their way
homo to their dear mothers in England,
he promises them plenty of pinkin' at
pigeons an crows. Yours thruly,
The Red Poacher."
.
said, after while, May I ask you
one question, Tomas Dhu?"
"Throt it out, quick, an be done with
it, between whiffs of his freshly-it pipe.
Didn't those Englishmen themselves
tack on the proper labels on the hampers
before they sent them Off"
Did I tell you that while Dan was
maxim the rest of US merry In Jimmy
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without to keep count of the stars
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