"Whin a bad egg is shut av the Arrmy, he sings the Divil"s Ma.s.s for a good riddance; an" that manes swearin" at ivrything from the Commandher-in-Chief down to the Room-Corp"ril, such as you niver in your days heard. Some men can swear so as to make green turf crack! Have you iver heard the Curse in an Orange Lodge? The Divil"s Ma.s.s is ten times worse, an" Peg Barney was singin" ut, whackin" the tent-peg on the head wid his boot for each man that he cursed. A powerful big voice had Peg Barney, an" a hard swearer he was whin sober. I stood forninst him, an"
"twas not me oi alone that cud tell Peg was dhrunk as a coot.
""Good mornin" Peg," I sez, whin he dhrew breath afther cursin" the Adj"tint Gen"ral; "I"ve put on my best coat to see you, Peg Barney," sez I.
""Thin take ut off again," sez Peg Barney, latherin" away wid the boot; "take ut off an" dance, ye lousy civilian!"
"Wid that he begins cursin" ould Dhrumshticks, being so full he clean disremimbers the Brigade-Major an" the Judge Advokit Gen"ral.
""Do you know me, Peg?" sez I, though me blood was hot in me wid being called a civilian."
"An" him a decent married man!" wailed Dinah Shadd.
""I do not," sez Peg, "but dhrunk or sober I"ll tear the hide off your back wid a shovel whin I"ve stopped singin"."
""Say you so, Peg Barney?" sez I. ""Tis clear as mud you"ve forgotten me. I"ll a.s.sist your autobiography." Wid that I stretched Peg Barney, boot an" all, an" wint into the camp. An awful sight ut was!
""Where"s the orf"cer in charge av the detachment?" sez I to Scrub Greene--the manest little worm that ever walked.
""There"s no orf"cer, ye ould cook," sez Scrub; "we"re a bloomin"
Republic."
""Are you that?" sez I; "thin I"m O"Connell the Dictator, an" by this you will larn to kape a civil tongue in your rag-box."
"Wid that I stretched Scrub Greene an" wint to the orf"cer"s tent. "Twas a new little bhoy--not wan I"d iver seen before. He was sittin" in his tent, purtendin" not to "ave ear av the racket.
"I saluted--but for the life av me I mint to shake hands whin I went in.
"Twas the sword hangin" on the tentpole changed my will.
""Can"t I help, Sorr?" sez I; ""tis a strong man"s job they"ve given you, an" you"ll be wantin" help by sundown." He was a bhoy wid bowils, that child, an" a rale gintleman.
""Sit down," sez he.
""Not before my orf"cer," sez I; an" I tould him fwhat my service was.
""I"ve heard av you," sez he. "You tuk the town av Lungtungpen nakid."
""Faith," thinks I, "that"s Honour an" Glory"; for "twas Lift"nint Brazenose did that job. "I"m wid ye, Sorr," sez I, "if I"m av use. They shud niver ha" sent you down wid the draf". Savin" your presince, Sorr,"
I sez, ""tis only Lift"nint Hackerston in the Ould Rig"mint can manage a Home draf"."
""I"ve niver had charge of men like this before," sez he, playin" wid the pens on the table; "an" I see by the Rig"lations--"
""Shut your oi to the Rig"lations, Sorr," I sez, "till the throoper"s into blue wather. By the Rig"lations you"ve got to tuck thim up for the night, or they"ll be runnin" foul av my coolies an" makin" a shiverarium half through the country. Can you trust your non-coms, Sorr?"
""Yes," sez he.
""Good," sez I; "there"ll be throuble before the night. Are you marchin", Sorr?"
""To the next station," sez he.
""Better still," sez I; "there"ll be big throuble."
""Can"t be too hard on a Home draf"," sez he; "the great thing is to get thim in-ship."
""Faith you"ve larnt the half av your lesson, Sorr," sez I, "but av you shtick to the Rig"lations you"ll niver get thim in-ship at all, at all.
Or there won"t be a rag av kit betune thim whin you do."
""Twas a dear little orf"cer bhoy, an" by way av kapin" his heart up, I tould him fwhat I saw wanst in a draf" in Egypt."
"What was that, Mulvaney?" said I.
"Sivin an" fifty men sittin" on the bank av a ca.n.a.l, laughin" at a poor little squidgereen av an orf"cer that they"d made wade into the slush an" pitch the things out av the boats for their Lord High Mightinesses.
That made me orf"cer bhoy woild with indignation.
""Soft an" aisy, Sorr," sez I; "you"ve niver had your draf" in hand since you left cantonmints. Wait till the night, an" your work will be ready to you. Wid your permission, Sorr, I will investigate the camp, an" talk to my ould frinds. "Tis no manner av use thryin" to shtop the divilment _now._"
"Wid that I wint out into the camp an" inthrojuced mysilf to ivry man sober enough to remimber me. I was some wan in the ould days, an" the bhoys was glad to see me--all excipt Peg Barney wid a eye like a tomata five days in the bazar, an" a nose to match. 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.
"I talked to me ould non-coms--_they_ was sober--an" betune me an" thim we wore the draf" over into their tents at the proper time. The little orf"cer bhoy he comes round, decint an" civil-spoken as might be.
""Rough quarters, men," sez he, "but you can"t look to be as comfortable as in barricks. We must make the best av things. I"ve shut my eyes to a dale av dog"s tricks today, an" now there must be no more av ut."
""No more we will. Come an" have a dhrink, me son," sez Peg Barney, staggerin" where he stud. Me little orf"cer bhoy kep" his timper.
""You"re a sulky swine, you are," sez Peg Barney, an" at that the men in the tent began to laugh.
"I tould you me orf"cer bhoy had bowils. He cut Peg Barney as near as might be on the oi that I"d squshed whin we first met. Peg wint spinnin"
acrost the tent.
""Peg him out, Sorr," sez I, in a whishper.
""Peg him out!" sez me orf"cer bhoy, up loud, just as if "twas battalion-p"rade an" he pickin" his wurrds from the Sargint.
"The non-coms tuk Peg Barney--a howlin" handful he was--an" in three minutes he was pegged out--chin down, tight-dhrawn--on his stummick, a tent-peg to each arm an" leg, swearin" fit to turn a naygur white.
"I tuk a peg an" jammed ut into his ugly jaw.--"Bite on that, Peg Barney," I sez; "the night is settin" frosty, an" you"ll be wantin"
divarsion before the mornin". But for the Rig"lations you"d be bitin" on a bullet now at the thriangles, Peg Barney," sez I.
"All the draf" was out av their tents watchin" Barney bein" pegged.
"""Tis agin the Rig"lations! He strook him!" screeches out Scrub Greene, who was always a lawyer; an" some of the men tuk up the shoutin".
""Peg out that man!" sez my orf"cer bhoy, niver losin" his timper; an"
the non-coms wint in and pegged out Scrub Greene by the side av Peg Barney.
"I cud see that the draf" was comin" roun". The men stud not knowin"
fwhat to do.