“We talked of pipe-clay regulation caps— Long twenty-fours—short culverins and mortars— Condemn’d the ‘Horse Guards’ for a set of raps, And cursed our fate at being in such quarters. Some smoked, some sighed, and some were heard to snore; Some wished themselves five fathoms ’neath the Solway; And some did pray—who never prayed before— That they might get the ‘route’ for Cork or Galway.” CHAPTER I. Arrival in Cork—Civic Festivities—Private Theatricals CHAPTER II. Detachment Duty—The Burton Arms—Callonby CHAPTER III. Life at Callonby—Love-making—Miss O’Dowd’s Adventure CHAPTER IV. Botanical Studies—The Natural System preferable to the Linnaean CHAPTER V. Puzzled—Explanation—Makes bad worse—Th…
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