ks there, nor how she was breaking her heart to go and see him
just wanst before he'd go; but the father an' mother would not allow iv
it be no manes.

An' so in less time than you'd be thinkin' about it, the colonel had him
polished off into it rale elegant soger, wid his gun exercise, and his
bagnet exercise, and his small sword, and broad sword, and pistol and
dagger, an' all the rest, an' then away wid him on boord a man-a-war to
furrin parts, to fight for King George agin Bonyparty, that was great in
them times.

Well, it was very soon in everyone's mouth how Billy Malowney was batin'
all before him, astonishin' the ginerals, an frightenin' the inimy to
that degree, there was not a Frinchman dare say parley voo outside of
the rounds iv his camp.

You may be sure Molly was proud iv that same, though she never spoke a
word about it; until at last the news kem home that Billy Malowney was
surrounded an' murdered by the Frinch army, under Napoleon Bonyparty
himself. The news was brought by Jack Brynn Dhas, the peddlar, that said
he met the corporal iv the regiment on the quay iv Limerick, an' how he
brought him into a public-house and thrated him to a naggin, and got all
the news about poor Billy Malowney out iv him while they war dhrinkin'
it; an' a sorrowful story it was.

The way it happened, accordin' as the corporal tould him, was jist how
the Jook iv Wellington detarmined to fight a rale tarin' battle wid the
Frinch, and Bonyparty at the same time was aiqually detarmined to fight
the divil's own scrimmidge wid the British foorces.

Well, as soon as the business was pretty near ready at both sides,
Bonyparty and the general next undher himself gets up behind a bush, to
look at their inimies through spyglasses, and thry would they know any
iv them at the distance.

'Bedadad!' says the gineral, afther a divil iv a long spy, 'I'd bet half
a pint,' says he, 'that's Bill Malowney himself,' says he, 'down there,'
says he.

'Och!' says Bonypart, 'do you tell me so?' says he--'I'm fairly
heart-scalded with that same Billy Malowney,' says he; 'an' I think if I
was wanst shut iv him I'd bate the rest iv them aisy,' says he.

'I'm thinking so myself,' says the gineral, says he; 'but he's a tough
bye,' says he.

'Tough!' says Bonypart, 'he's the divil,' says he.

'Begorra, I'd be better plased.' says the gineral, says he, 'to take
himself than the Duke iv Willinton,' says he, 'an' Sir Edward Blakeney
into the bar