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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.
Wanst, bein' a fool, I wint into the married lines more for the sake av spakin' to our ould color-sergint Shadd than for any thruck wid womenfolk. I was a corp'ril then rejuced aftherward, but a corp'ril then. I've got a photograft av mesilf to prove ut. 'You'll take a cup av tay wid us? sez Shadd. 'I will that, I sez, 'tho' tay is not my divarsion.
I was rejuced aftherward, but, no matther, I was a Corp'ril wanst. "Well, this Sweethearts' business wint on like most amshure theatricals, an' barrin' fwhat I suspicioned, 'twasn't till the dhress-rehearsal that I saw for certain that thim two he the blackguard, an' she no wiser than she should ha' been had put up an evasion." "A what?" said I. "E-vasion! Fwhat you call an elopemint.
"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.
"'Tis not for me to argue," sez I, "fwhatever ye are, Mister Dearsley, but, by my hand, I'll take away the temptation for you that lies in that sedan-chair." "You will have to fight me for ut," sez he, "for well I know you will never dare make report to any one." "Fight I will," sez I, "but not this day, for I'm rejuced for want av nourishment."
I was rejuced aftherwards, but, no matther, I was a Corp'ril wanst. 'Well, this Sweethearts' business wint on like most amshure theatricals, an' barrin' fwhat I suspicioned, 'twasn't till the dhress-rehearsal that I saw for certain that thim two he the blackguard, an' she no wiser than she should ha' been had put up an evasion. 'A what? said I. 'E-vasion! Fwhat you call an elopemint.
Wanst, bein' a fool, I wint into the married lines more for the sake av spakin' to our ould colour- sergint Shadd than for any thruck wid women-folk. I was a corp'ril then rejuced aftherwards, but a corp'ril then. I've got a photograft av mesilf to prove ut. "You'll take a cup av tay wid us?" sez Shadd. "I will that," I sez, "tho' tay is not my divarsion."
'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 aftherwards 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.
''Tis not for me to argue, sez I, 'fwhatever ye are, Mister Dearsley, but, by my hand, I'll take away the temptation for you that lies in that sedan-chair. 'You will have to fight me for ut, sez he, 'for well I know you will never dare make report to any one. 'Fight I will, sez I, 'but not this day, for I'm rejuced for want av nourishment. 'Ye're an ould bould hand, sez he, sizin' me up an' down; 'an' a jool av a fight we will have.
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