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Disentangling himself , therefore , with difficulty from the melee , he returned to his brave preserver , from whose prostrate form he warded off some random blows , till , pierced in the shoulder , he fainted from loss of blood .
Denis had now partially recovered , and struggling to his knees , beheld a Russian plunderer endeavouring to cut off the unfortunate young officer ' s epaulettes . Denis raised his clubbed musket , and with an energetic " To the divil wid ye , ye thief of the world , to go take the officer ' s showider-knots , " gave him a tremendous blow on the head that quieted him perhaps for ever . The remainder I give in O ' -Flagherty's own words , as spoken from
his sick-bed in Balaklava hospital , where I had the pleasure of administering to the brave fellow ' s wants and comforts . " By-an ' -by , as everything was quite and asy , mee wound stopped bleeding . Ses I , 'Be the powers it's time fur us to beoff ; ' fur the captain had fainted off agin ; he wasn't so used to hard knocks as meeself . So I rus up , and the sorra word , good nor bad , did I hear , savin the groans of the poor creatures lyin massacreed about . ' Faith , an they'll have a busy half-hour of it in purgthory to-night / ses I to meeself . Wid that I
struvto dhrag mee poor captin an mee back : I put him sitting up and then I knelt behind him , and got my two arrums ondher his . The day had closed in a good bit as I scrambled to that bloody wall , bad cess to it ! and there I was done up entirely—there was no getting over it anyhow . So I laid him down to die , and meeself beside him ; what more could I do for the brave young jontleman that come back to me from safety to death , bekase I'd iust done mee duty to mee
officer ? ' Be the blessed Vargin , ' ses I , ' I ' ll go wid ye wheriver yer goin ! ' Wid that , a holy thought came into mee head : I'll go bail there ' s a drop iv sperrits somewhere among these cratures ; ' so I rummaged about , an' sure enough I found a mighty fine man in green an' goold , wid a canteen full of brandy and a bag of biscuits . In coorse this revived me , an' I poured a dhrop down the captin ' s
throat , an' by-an ' -by he come to himself , and was able with a thrifle of help to get down the wall . And so , lanin agin each other , slippin in half-dhrey blood wan minnit , stumblin over dead bodies the next , we come into the English lines—where we wor nearer bein shot be Pether Short , mee rear-rank man , than iver we wor yet . And that ' s the way the Lord sint me luck to save the man that come back for poor Dinny , who ' s nothing but a common soldier . "
Unacquainted as I then was with this story , I returned to the yacht with a heavy heart . It may be imagined w ith what eagerness I was assailed for news when I reached my destination . I had little good to tell—the intelligence of poor II . ' s non-appearance did not tend to cheer my fair
friends ; but what most oppressed us was the idea of the murderous assault to-morrow . About two hours after my return , a boat pulled alongside , and out of it was assisted the colonel , his left arm bandaged , and his head tied up . He looked pale , and seemed weak from loss of blood .
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Disentangling himself , therefore , with difficulty from the melee , he returned to his brave preserver , from whose prostrate form he warded off some random blows , till , pierced in the shoulder , he fainted from loss of blood .
Denis had now partially recovered , and struggling to his knees , beheld a Russian plunderer endeavouring to cut off the unfortunate young officer ' s epaulettes . Denis raised his clubbed musket , and with an energetic " To the divil wid ye , ye thief of the world , to go take the officer ' s showider-knots , " gave him a tremendous blow on the head that quieted him perhaps for ever . The remainder I give in O ' -Flagherty's own words , as spoken from
his sick-bed in Balaklava hospital , where I had the pleasure of administering to the brave fellow ' s wants and comforts . " By-an ' -by , as everything was quite and asy , mee wound stopped bleeding . Ses I , 'Be the powers it's time fur us to beoff ; ' fur the captain had fainted off agin ; he wasn't so used to hard knocks as meeself . So I rus up , and the sorra word , good nor bad , did I hear , savin the groans of the poor creatures lyin massacreed about . ' Faith , an they'll have a busy half-hour of it in purgthory to-night / ses I to meeself . Wid that I
struvto dhrag mee poor captin an mee back : I put him sitting up and then I knelt behind him , and got my two arrums ondher his . The day had closed in a good bit as I scrambled to that bloody wall , bad cess to it ! and there I was done up entirely—there was no getting over it anyhow . So I laid him down to die , and meeself beside him ; what more could I do for the brave young jontleman that come back to me from safety to death , bekase I'd iust done mee duty to mee
officer ? ' Be the blessed Vargin , ' ses I , ' I ' ll go wid ye wheriver yer goin ! ' Wid that , a holy thought came into mee head : I'll go bail there ' s a drop iv sperrits somewhere among these cratures ; ' so I rummaged about , an' sure enough I found a mighty fine man in green an' goold , wid a canteen full of brandy and a bag of biscuits . In coorse this revived me , an' I poured a dhrop down the captin ' s
throat , an' by-an ' -by he come to himself , and was able with a thrifle of help to get down the wall . And so , lanin agin each other , slippin in half-dhrey blood wan minnit , stumblin over dead bodies the next , we come into the English lines—where we wor nearer bein shot be Pether Short , mee rear-rank man , than iver we wor yet . And that ' s the way the Lord sint me luck to save the man that come back for poor Dinny , who ' s nothing but a common soldier . "
Unacquainted as I then was with this story , I returned to the yacht with a heavy heart . It may be imagined w ith what eagerness I was assailed for news when I reached my destination . I had little good to tell—the intelligence of poor II . ' s non-appearance did not tend to cheer my fair
friends ; but what most oppressed us was the idea of the murderous assault to-morrow . About two hours after my return , a boat pulled alongside , and out of it was assisted the colonel , his left arm bandaged , and his head tied up . He looked pale , and seemed weak from loss of blood .