CONTENTS
[ CHARLES O’MALLEY. ]
[ CHAPTER I. ]
[ CHAPTER II. ]
[ CHAPTER III. ]
[ CHAPTER IV. ]
[ CHAPTER V. ]
[ CHAPTER VI. ]
[ CHAPTER VII. ]
[ CHAPTER VIII. ]
[ CHAPTER IX. ]
[ CHAPTER X. ]
[ CHAPTER XI. ]
[ CHAPTER XII. ]
[ CHAPTER XIII. ]
[ CHAPTER XIV. ]
[ CHAPTER XV. ]
[ CHAPTER XVI. ]
[ CHAPTER XVII. ]
[ CHAPTER XVIII. ]
[ CHAPTER XIX. ]
[ CHAPTER XX. ]
[ CHAPTER XXI. ]
[ CHAPTER XXII. ]
[ CHAPTER XXIII. ]
[ CHAPTER XXIV. ]
[ CHAPTER XXV. ]
[ CHAPTER XXVI. ]
[ CHAPTER XXVII. ]
[ CHAPTER XXVIII. ]
[ CHAPTER XXIX. ]
[ CHAPTER XXX. ]
[ CHAPTER XXXI. ]
[ CHAPTER XXXII. ]
[ CHAPTER XXXIII. ]
[ CHAPTER XXXIV. ]
[ CHAPTER XXXV. ]
[ CHAPTER XXXVI. ]
[ CHAPTER XXXVII. ]
[ CHAPTER XXXVIII. ]
[ CHAPTER XXXIX. ]
[ CHAPTER XL. ]
[ CHAPTER XLI. ]
[ CHAPTER XLII. ]
[ CHAPTER XLIII. ]
[ CHAPTER XLIV. ]
[ CHAPTER XLV. ]
[ CHAPTER XLVI. ]
[ CHAPTER XLVII. ]
[ CHAPTER XLVIII. ]
[ CHAPTER XLIX. ]
[ CHAPTER L. ]
[ CHAPTER LI. ]
[ CHAPTER LII. ]
[ CHAPTER LIII. ]
[ CHAPTER LIV. ]
[ CHAPTER LV. ]
[ CONCLUSION. ]
[ L’ENVOI. ]
ILLUSTRATIONS
[ Exorcising a Spirit. ]
[ A Flying Shot. ]
[ O’malley Following the Custom of his Country. ]
[ Mr. Free Turned Spaniard. ]
[ Charley Trying a Charger. ]
[ Going out to Dinner. ]
[ Disadvantage of Breakfasting over a Duelling-party. ]
[ The Tables Turned. ]
[ Mr. Free Pipes While his Friends Pipe-clay. ]
[ A Hunting Turn-out in the Peninsula. ]
[ Mike Capturing the Trumpeter. ]
[ Captain Mickey Free Relating his Heroic Deeds. ]
[ Baby Blake. ]
[ Mickey Astonishes the Natives. ]
[ The Gentlemen Who Never Sleep. ]
[ Death of Hammersley. ]
[ The Welcome Home. ]
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CHARLES O’MALLEY.
THE IRISH DRAGOON.
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CHAPTER I.
THE DOCTOR’S TALE.[1]
“It is now some fifteen years since—if it wasn’t for O’Shaughnessy’s wrinkles, I could not believe it five—we were quartered in Loughrea. There were, besides our regiment, the Fiftieth and the Seventy-third, and a troop or two of horse artillery, and the whole town was literally a barrack, and as you may suppose, the pleasantest place imaginable. All the young ladies, and indeed all those that had got their brevet some years before, came flocking into the town, not knowing but the Devil might persuade a raw ensign or so to marry some of them.
“Such dinner parties, such routs and balls, never were heard of west of Athlone. The gayeties were incessant; and if good feeding, plenty of claret, short whist, country dances, and kissing could have done the thing, there wouldn’t have been a bachelor with a red coat for six miles around.