O'Connor always seems to be in the thick of it, while our division may remain here, while the fighting is going on somewhere else.

Besides, he always manages to dine a good deal better than we do.

His fellows, being Portuguese, are able to get supplies, when the peasants are all ready to take their oath that they have not so much as a loaf of bread or a fowl in their village.
"How will you manage to get on with them, Ryan, without speaking their language?
Oh! I remember, you were grinding up Portuguese all the spring, so I suppose you can get on pretty well, now." "Yes; O'Connor promised that he would ask for me, as soon as I could speak the language, so I stuck at it hard; and now, you see, I have got my reward." "I can tell you that the troops, here, are a good deal better off than they are elsewhere.

There is a fearful want of land carriage, but we get our supplies up by boats.

That is why the Portuguese regiments are encamped on the river.
"Well, how did you get away from the French?
It is curious that when I saw O'Grady last--which was a fortnight ago, when he came in to get a conveyance to take over sundry cases of whisky that had come up the river, for the use of his mess--he said: "'I expect that O'Connor and Dick Ryan will turn up here, before the spring.