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 long as I can, but begad I'm glad 'tis all done. But I will die slow," he sez, "I will die very slow."

'I cud see by the docthor's face that he was mortial sorry for the man, an' he ordered him to hospital. We wint back together, an' I was dumbstruck. Love-o'-Women was cripplin' and crumblin' at ivry step. He walked wid a hand on my shoulder all slued sideways, an' his right leg swingin' like a lame camel. Me not knowin' more than the dead fwhat ailed him, 'twas just as though the docthor's word had done ut all—as if Love-o'-Women had but been waitin' for the word to let go.

'In hospital he sez somethin' to the docthor that I could not catch.

Holy Shmoke!" sez the docthor, "an' who are you, to be givin' names to your diseases? "Lis agin all the reg'lations."

Tll not be a privit much longer,' sez Love-o'Women in his gentleman's voice, an' the docthor Jumped.

"Thrate me as a study, Doctor Lowndes," he sez; an' that was the first time I'd iver heard a docthor called his name.

Good-bye, Terence," sez Love-o'-Women, "Tis a dead man I am widout the pleasure av dyin', You'll come an' set wid me sometimes for the peace av my sowl."

'Now I had been minded for to ask Crook to take me back to the Ould Rig'mint; the fightin' was over, an' I was wore out wid the ways av the bhoys in the Tyrone; but I shifted my will, an' hild on, and wint -to set wid Love-o'-Women in the hospital. As I have said, sorr, the man bruk all to little pieces