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"ALBANY, LETTER X. August 10, 1845. "SIR, Has a reglar suscriber to your emusing paper, I beg leaf to state that I should never have done so, had I supposed that it was your abbit to igspose the mistaries of privit life, and to hinjer the delligit feelings of umble individyouals like myself, who have NO IDEER of being made the subject of newspaper criticism.

Youse go an' see 'bout them cherries. Harry Hardy don't want a crowd round. 'How d'yer know he wants you? 'Find out. Me 'n him's mates. 'Yo-ow? This in derision. ''Sides, I got somethin' privit to say to him somethin' privit 'n important, see. This was more convincing, but it excited curiosity. ''Bout Tin ribs? queried Peterson. 'Likely I'd tell you. Clear out, go on.

'What the devil do you want now? demanded the girl, interrupted in her reading for the third time by him. 'Stampin' all over the house. You can't go through there! It's privit! I do wish to goodness you'd git! 'Where the blazes is that there dog o' mine got to? he muttered. 'Did you see a dog? 'No! What do I want with your dog? He whistled out in front again, and round each corner.

I niver knew how I liked the gray garron till I was shut av him an' Asia. '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.

Have thought, Sargint," sez I. "Is ut worth ut?" "Ye're a bould man," sez he, breathin' harrd. "A very bould man. But I am a bould man tu. Do you go your way, Privit Mulvaney, an' I will go mine."

They're bein' fed on iron-filin's an' dog-biscuit these days, but glory's no compensation for a belly-ache. Praise be, we're here to protect you, sorr. Mother av Moses, but ye take the field like a confectioner! 'Tis scand'lus." "'Ere's a orficer," said Ortheris, significantly. "When the sergent's done lushin' the privit may clean the pot."

My reply was drowned in yells and outcries from the next fire, where ten men were shouting for "Orth'ris," "Privit Orth'ris," "Mistah Or ther ris!" "Deah boy," "Cap'n Orth'ris," "Field-Marshal Orth'ris," "Stanley, you pen'north o' pop, come 'ere to your own comp'ny!"

Now there was the Colonel's governess an' he a privit too! that was never known in barricks; an' wan av the Major's maids, and she was promised to a man; an' some more outside; an' fwhat ut was amongst us we'll never know till Judgment Day! An' for that very reason, mark you, he was niver caught.

They come round me an' shuk me, an' I tould thim I was in privit employ wid an income av me own, an' a drrrawin'-room fit to bate the Quane's; an' wid me lies an' me shtories an' nonsinse gin'rally, I kept 'em quiet in wan way an' another, knockin' roun' the camp. Twas bad even thin whin I was the Angil av Peace.

"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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