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'So, he says, 'I'll jus' move me music back a mile, he says, 'an' peg away, an' th' longest gun takes th' persimmons, he says. 'Tis this way: If ye an' I fall out an' take rifles to each other, 'tis tin to wan nayether iv us gets clost enough to hit. If we take pistols th' odds is rayjooced.
F'r two pins, Hinnissy, you an' I'd quarrel." "I didn't mean nawthin'," Mr. Hennessy apologized. "I didn't know he was down there." "Nayether did I," said Mr. Dooley. "But I informed mesilf. I'll have no wan in this place speak again th' ar-rmy. Ye can have ye'er say about Mack. He has a good job, an' 'tis r-right an' proper f'r to baste him fr'm time to time.
"Oh, I know ye don't agree with me," said Mr. Dooley. "Nayether does th' parish priest. He's got it into his head that whin a man's marrid he's marrid, an' that's all there is to it. He puts his hand in th' grab-bag an' pulls out a blank an' he don't get his money back. "'Ill-mated couples? says he. 'Ill-mated couples? What ar-re ye talkin' about? Ar-re there anny other kinds?
"Thin I knew he was a polisman; an' I wint away, Jawn." "Jawn," said Mr. Dooley in the course of the conversation, "whin ye come to think iv it, th' heroes iv th' wurruld, an' be thim I mean th' lads that've buckled on th' gloves, an' gone out to do th' best they cud, they ain't in it with th' quite people nayether you nor me hears tell iv fr'm wan end iv th' year to another."
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