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'F'r, he says, 'we have put our hand to th' plough, he says, 'an' we cannot turn back, he says. "'What Sir Alfred Milner says is thrue, says Lord Lelborne, an' what th' divvle he has to do about it I dinnaw. 'Th' situation is such, he says, 'as to be intol'rable to a silf-rayspictin' Englishman, he says.
"An' what's this game iv goluf like, I dinnaw?" said Mr. Hennessy, lighting his pipe with much unnecessary noise. "Ye're a good deal iv a spoort, Jawnny: did ye iver thry it?" "No," said Mr. McKenna. "I used to roll a hoop onct upon a time, but I'm out of condition now." "It ain't like base-ball," said Mr.
Wan iv thim poked his head out to light his pipe, an' he was Well, well, Timothy, ye are quite a sthranger. Ah, dear oh me, that's too ba-ad, too ba-ad. I'll tell ye what ye do. Ye rub th' hand in half iv a potato, an' say tin pather an' avy's over it ivry day f'r tin days. 'Tis a sure cure. I had wan wanst. Th' kids are thrivin', I dinnaw? That's good.
"I think a man ought to stop fightin' whin th' war is ended," said Mr. Hennessy. "I dinnaw about that," said Mr. Dooley. "He started without askin' our lave, an' I don't see what we've got to do with th' way he finishes. 'Tis a tur-rble thing to be a man iv high sperrits, an' not to know whin th' other fellow's licked." "I know what I'd do if I was Mack," said Mr. Hennessy.
"That was th' way he felt whin he wint down to see ol' Simpson to renew his notes, an' Simpson settled it. 'Dochney, he says, 'I wisht ye'd pay up, he says. 'I need th' money, he says. 'I'm afraid th' council won't pass th' Schwartz ordhnance, he says; 'an' it manes much to me, he says. 'Be th' way, he says, 'how're ye goin' to vote on that ordhnance? he says. 'I dinnaw, says Dochney.
Dooley, "I dinnaw jus' what to think iv it. Me own idee is that war is not a matther iv prayers so much as a matther iv punchin'; an' th' on'y place a prayer book stops a bullet is in th' story books. 'Tis like what Father Kelly said. Three weeks ago las' Sundah he met Hogan; an' Hogan, wantin' to be smart, ast him if he'd offered up prayers f'r th' success iv th' cause.
''Tis exthraordinney how easy it is f'r to lave off, he says. 'All ye need is will power, he says. 'I dinnaw that I'll iver put a pipe in me mouth again. 'Tis a bad habit, smokin' is, he says; 'an' it costs money. A man's betther off without it. I find I dig twict as well, he says; 'an', as f'r cuttin' turf, they'se not me like in th' parish since I left off th' pipe, he says.
"Bad night, Jawn," said Mr. Dooley. "It is that," said Mr. McKenna. "Blowin' an' storming', yes," said Mr. Dooley. "There hasn' been a can in tonight but wan, an' that was a pop bottle. Is the snow-ploughs out, I dinnaw?" "They are," said Mr. McKenna. "I suppose Doherty is dhrivin'," said Mr. Dooley. "He's a good dhriver. They do say he do be wan iv the best dhrivers on th' road.
Dooley, "that arnychy's torch do be lifted, an' what it means I dinnaw; but this here I know, Jawn, that all arnychists is inimies iv governmint, an' all iv thim ought to be hung f'r th' first offence an' bathed f'r th' second. Who are they, annyhow, but foreigners, an' what right have they to be holdin' torchlight procissions in this land iv th' free an' home iv th' brave?
Grant Maitland, with request for employment. The old man looked the boy over. "What has he been doing?" "Nothin'. 'E's just left school." "High School?" "Naw. Public School." Wigglesworth Sr.'s tone indicated no exalted opinion of the Public School. "Public School! What grade, eh?" "Grade? I dinnaw. Wot grade, Samuel? "Uh?"
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