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Updated: June 26, 2025
"'I can't find her, sez the Corp'ril man, an' wint out like the puff av a candle. "'Saints stand betune us an' evil! sez Bragin, crossin' himself; 'that's Flahy av the Tyrone. "'Who was he? I sez, 'for he has given me a dale av fightin' this day.
An' that, mark you, is the way av a man. 'Wan evenin' I said: "Mrs. Bragin, manin' no disrespect to you, who is that Corp'ril man" I had seen the stripes though I cud niver get sight av his face "who is that Corp'ril man that comes in always whin I'm goin' away?" "Mother av God!" sez she, turnin' as white as my belt, "have you seen him too?" "Seen him!" sez I; "av coorse I have.
Peg Barney that cleared out the Blue Lights' Jubilee meeting wid the cook-room mop last year? 'Thin I knew ut was a draf of the ould rig'mint, an' I was conshumed wid sorrow for the bhoy that was in charge. We was harrd scrapin's at any time. Did I iver tell you how Horker Kelley went into clink nakid as Phoebus Apollonius, wid the shirts av the Corp'ril an' file undher his arrum?
Was there any wan in the Ould Rig'mint to touch Corp'ril Terence Mulvaney whin that same was turned out for sedukshin? I niver met him. Ivry woman that was not a witch was worth the runnin' afther in those days, an' ivry man was my dearest frind or I had stripped to him an' we knew which was the betther av the tu.
Mulvaney, that is, was Miss Shadd that was, you were a dale younger than you are now, an' the Army was dif'rint in sev'ril e-senshuls. Bhoys have no call for to marry nowadays, an' that's why the Army has so few rale good, honust, swearin', strapagin', tinder-hearted, heavy-futted wives as ut used to have whin I was a Corp'ril. I was rejuced aftherward but no matther I was a Corp'ril wanst.
'Corp'ril, said that artist in invective softly, 'if you'll go down the trench a bit or up top o' that old barn behind I'll get this bloomin' Soho waiter mad enough to keep on shootin' at me, an' you'll p'raps get a chance to snipe 'im.
'Whin ut was done for want av breath, an' Annie was bendin' over her husband, I sez: "'Tis all thrue, an' I'm a blayguard an' you're an honest woman; but will you tell him of wan service that I did you?" 'As I finished speakin' the Corp'ril man came up to the veranda, an' Annie Bragin shquealed. The moon was up, an' we cud see his face.
He's comin' again." 'She pointed to the veranda, an' by the Hoight av Impart'nince, the Corp'ril man was comin' out av Bragin's quarters. "He's done that these five evenin's past," sez Annie Bragin. "Oh, fwhat will I do!" "He'll not do ut again," sez I, for I was fightin' mad. 'Kape away from a man that has been a thrifle crossed in love till the fever's died down. He rages like a brute beast.
"Did I iver tell you," Mulvaney continued, calmly, "that I was wanst more av a divil than I am now?" "Mer ria! You don't mean it?" said Ortheris. "Whin I was Corp'ril I was rejuced aftherward but, as I say, whin I was Corp'ril, I was a divil of a man." He was silent for nearly a minute, while his mind rummaged among old memories and his eye glowed.
Peg Barney that cleared out the Blue Lights' Jubilee meetin' wid the cook-room mop last year? "Thin I knew ut was a draf' av the Ould Rig'mint, an' I was conshumed wid sorrow for the bhoy that was in charge. We was harrd scrapin's at any time. Did I iver tell you how Horker Kelley wint into clink nakid as Phoebus Apollonius, wid the shirts av the Corp'ril an' file undher his arrum?
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