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o Private McFadden: "Yer figger wants padd'n'-- Sure, man, ye've no shape! Behind ye yer shoulders Stick out like two boulders; Yer shins is as thin As a pair of pen-holders! Wan--two! Wan--two! Yer belly belongs on yer back, ye Jew! Wan--two!-- Time! Mark! I'm dhry as a dog--I can't shpake but I bark!" Sez Corporal Madden to Private McFadden: "Me heart it ud gladden To blacken your eye. Ye're gettin' too bold, ye Compel me to scold ye,-- Tis halt! that I say,-- Will ye heed what I told ye? Wan--two! Wan--two! Be jabers, I'm dhryer than Brian Boru! Wan--two!-- Time! Mark! What's wur-ruk for chickens is sport for the lark!" Sez Corporal Madden to Private McFadden: "I'll not stay a gaddin', Wid dagoes like you! I'll travel no farther, I'm dyin' for--wather;-- Come on, if ye like,-- Can ye loan me a quather? Ya-as, you-- What,--two? And ye'll pay the potheen? Ye're a daisy! Whurroo! You'll do! Whist! Mark! The Rigiment's flattered to own ye, me spark!" _Robert W. Chambers._ OFFICER BRADY THE MODERN RECRUIT I Sez Alderman Grady To Officer Brady: "G'wan! Ye're no lady! Luk here what ye've done: Ye've run in Red Hogan, Ye've pulled Paddy Grogan, Ye've fanned Misther Brogan An' called him a 'gun'! "Way up in Tammany Hall They's a gintleman layin' f'r you! 'An' what,' sez he, 't' 'ell,' sez he, 'Does the villyun mane to do? Lock up the ass in his shtall! He'll rue the day I rue, F'r he's pulled the dive that kapes me alive, An' he'll go to the goats! Whurroo!'" II Sez Alderman Grady To Officer Brady: "Ye pinched young Mullady F'r crackin' a safe! An' Sinitor Moran An' Alderman Doran Is inside, a-roarin' F'r justice, ye thafe! "'Way up in Tammany Hall They's a gintleman layin' f'r you! 'What's this,' sez he, 'I hear?' sez he-- An' the air, bedad, grew blue! 'Well, I nivver did hear av such gall! But if phwat ye say is thrue, He's pulled a fri'nd av a fri'nd av me fri'nd, An' he'll go to the goats! Whurroo!" III Sez Alderman Grady To Officer Brady: "Here's Sullivan's lady Cavoortin' an' riled; She lifted a locket From Casey's coat pocket,
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