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"Well, says th' la-ad, 'they'se five thousan' in it f'r ye, he says. They had to pry Dochney off iv him. Th' nex' day a man he knowed well come to Dochney, an' says he, 'That's a fine ordhnance iv Schwartz. 'It is, like hell, says Dochney. ''Tis a plain swindle, he says.
An' Dochney wint to th' meetin'; an', whin his name was called, he hollered 'Aye, so loud a chunk iv plaster fell out iv th' ceilin' an' stove in th' head iv a rayform aldherman." "Did they hang him?" asked Mr. Hennessy. "Faith, they did not," said Mr. Dooley. "He begun missin' his jooty at wanst. Aldhermen always do that after th' first few weeks.
Vincent de Pauls, an' ilicted a director iv a bank th' same day. "Now, Hinnissy, that there man niver knowed he was bribed th' first time. Th' second time he knew. He ast f'r it. An' I wudden't hang Dochney. I wudden't if I was sthrong enough.
"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.
'I'm an orphan mesilf, says Dochney; 'an' as f'r th' widdies, anny healthy widdy with sthreet-car stock ought to be ashamed iv hersilf if she's a widdy long, he says. An' th' man wint away. "Now Dochney thought he'd put th' five thousan' out iv his mind, but he hadn't. He'd on'y laid it by, an' ivry time he closed his eyes he thought iv it.
"'Tis not, Hinnissy, that this man Yerkuss goes up to an aldherman an' says out sthraight, 'Here, Bill, take this bundle, an' be an infamious scoundhrel. That's th' way th' man in Mitchigan Avnoo sees it, but 'tis not sthraight. D'ye mind Dochney that was wanst aldherman here? Ye don't. Well, I do.
'Ye got ye'er money, says Father Kelly; 'an' much good may it do ye, he says. 'Well, says Dochney, 'I'd be a long time prayin' mesilf into five thousan', he says. An' he become leader in th' council. Th' las' ordhnance he inthrojooced was wan establishin' a license f'r churches, an' compellin' thim to keep their fr-ront dure closed an' th' blinds drawn on Sundah. He was expelled fr'm th' St.
Fr'm that he growed till he bate near ivry man he knew, an' become very pop'lar, so that he was sint to th' council. Now Dochney was an honest an' sober man whin he wint in; but wan day a man come up to him, an' says he, 'Ye know that ordhnance Schwartz inthrajooced? 'I do, says Dochney, 'an I'm again it. 'Tis a swindle, he says.
'Twas a shame to give th' comp'nies what they wanted, but th' five thousan' was a lot iv money. 'Twud lift th' morgedge. 'Twud clane up th' notes on th' new conthract. 'Twud buy a new dhress f'r Mrs. Dochney. He begun to feel sorrowful f'r th' widdies an' orphans. 'Poor things! says he to himsilf, says he. 'Poor things, how they must suffer! he says; 'an' I need th' money.
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