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Updated: June 20, 2025
Not that I care: what interest have I in their lives? they never pay: but ye see custom's second nature; an d'Ive formed a vile habit; I've got to be a Healer among the killers: an d'a Triton among the millers. Here we are at last, Hiven be praised." And he hopped into the house faster than most people can run on a good errand. Alfred flung the reins to a cad and followed him.
Arrived once more at Headquarters we were pressed to a petit verre of some very hot and raw liqueur, but nevertheless very warming, and very good. I felt I agreed with the Irish coachman who at his first taste declared "The shtuff was made in Hiven but the Divil himself invinted the glasses!" We had got terribly cold in the trenches.
The woman started at sound of my voice, but replied in the same low tone: "Thet's my name; who mought ye be?" "A friend of yours, and of your husband," I answered, for I doubted if she would recall my name. "Did you know Jed was here?" "My man? Hiven be praised! But I'll knock ther head off ther little divil if ever I git my hand on him, I will thet. Whar's ther little imp bin all ther time?"
'I beg ye'er pardon, he says. "'Beg th' pardon iv Hiven, says I, 'f'r stoppin' a desperate man in th' sthreet, says I; 'f'r in a holy minyit I'll blow off th' head iv ye, says I, with me hand on th' handkerchief that niver blew nawthin' but this nose iv mine." "'I humbly ask your pardon, he says, showin' a star; 'but I'm a polisman. "'Polisman or robber, says I, 'stand aside! I says.
O bhoys, they were more lovely than the like av any loveliness in hiven; ay, their little bare feet were better than the white hands av a lord's lady, an' their mouths were like puckered roses, an' their eyes were bigger an' dharker than the eyes av any livin' women I've seen. Ye may laugh, but I'm speakin' truth. I niver saw the like, an' niver I will again."
"Dhrumshticks" was the nickname of the Colonel commanding Mulvaney's old regiment. "Will you be seein' him again? You will. Thin tell him" Mulvaney's eyes began to twinkle "tell him wid Privit" "Mister, Terence," interrupted Dinah Shadd. "Now the Divil an' all his angils an' the Firmament av Hiven fly away wid the 'Mister, an' the sin av making me swear be on your confession, Dinah Shadd!
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