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Updated: June 29, 2025
"Whin we plant what Hogan calls th' starry banner iv Freedom in th' Ph'lippeens," said Mr. Dooley, "an' give th' sacred blessin' iv liberty to the poor, down-trodden people iv thim unfortunate isles, dam thim! we'll larn thim a lesson." "Sure," said Mr. Hennessy, sadly, "we have a thing or two to larn oursilves." "But it isn't f'r thim to larn us," said Mr. Dooley.
It makes us more inthrestin'. We kind iv look thim over with a gentle but supeeryor eye an' say to oursilves: 'Now, there's a nice, pretty atthractive girl.
Ye'll find, Hinnissy, that 'tis on'y ar- rmies fights in th' open. Nations fights behind threes an' rocks. Ye can put that in ye're little book. 'Tis a sayin' I made as I wint along." "We done th' same way oursilves," said Mr. Hennessy. "We did that," said Mr. Dooley. "We were in a dhream, too. Th' on'y thing is th' other fellow was in a thrance. We woke up first.
They've not bin runnin' in the mill for several days, and've carted off ivery bit of the male they ground. We're nigh starved oursilves, but we've had a lovely little foight, and we forgive ye's for not coming airlier. Oi wouldn't 've missed that last rush on thim divil's for a month's double rations."
"Is that fellow the Hardman you told us about?" asked Roswell. "The same at your sarvice." "And the man who robbed you of your money?" Tim flung one of his muscular legs over the other, and with a twinkle of the eyes said: "Hardman has made it all right; the matter is fixed atween oursilves." "Then he give you back your money?" was the inquiring remark of Jeff.
"I never dispute a man's sintimints," said Terry, "onless it happens to disagraa with me own, so I'll say ye are right because we think the same way; but it's within me own ricolliction that whin ye enj'yed the honor of our coompany night before last, ye kipt guard all the night; Frederick and mesilf will now return the coompliment and take charge of the honors oursilves.
Here a long burst of passionate weeping interrupted her story. "Many long years came an' wint, and we niver got the scrape of a pen from my brother to tell us of the bhoy at all at all. He might jist as well have been dead, for aught we knew to the conthrary; but we consowled oursilves wid the thought, that he would niver go about to harm his own flesh and blood.
"But," he added significantly, "I'd do th' countin'." "I tell ye, Hinnissy," said Mr. Dooley, "Ye can't do th' English- speakin' people. Oursilves an' th' hands acrost th' sea ar-re rapidly teachin' th' benighted Lutheryan an' other haythin that as a race we're onvincible an' oncatcheable.
Yet all the time she's wonderin' pfwhy you don't!" Franklin smiled in spite of himself. "Battersleigh's Tactics and Manual of Strategy," he murmured. "All right, old man. I thank you just the same. I presume I'll live, at the worst. And there's a bit in life besides what we want for ourselves, you know." "There's naught in life but what we're ready to take for oursilves!" cried Battersleigh.
"Arrah, now, what are ye thinking of?" demanded Tim impatiently; "if ye want to go to specylatin' and 'ifing, ye may refar to oursilves and say that if the spalpeens come down here wid Sitting Bull laading the same, and they sit fire to this ilegant risidence, what will become of us?"
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