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Dooley, "while th' sthrateejans have been wearin' out their jeans on cracker-boxes in Wash'n'ton, they'se been goin' on th' mos' deadly conflict iver heerd tell iv between th' pow'rful preachin' navies iv th' two counthries. Manila is nawthin' at all to th' scenes iv carnage an' slaughter, as Hogan says, that's been brought about be these desthroyers.
'Th' newspaper, instead iv bein' a pow'rful agent f'r th' salvation iv mankind, has become something that they want to r-read, he says. 'Ye can all go home, he says. 'I'll stay here an' write th' paper mesilf, he says. 'I'm th' best writer ar-round here, annyhow, an' I'll give thim something that'll prepare thim f'r death, he says. "An' he did, Hinnissy, he did. 'Twas a gran' paper.
Fust, we went to the arboh whah thah wuz a big geth'rin' hardly even standin'-room in the aisles but we manidged to squedge in on a seat close up in front. The platform wuz crammed with preachahs, an' ole Brothah Ranson wuz holdin' fo'th et a gran' rate. His subjec' wuz 'Fleein' frum the wrath to come, an' he wuz pow'rful.
"And you had never heard of Aline and me till you met us," he sighed, shaking his head. "I suppose you never heard of the sutors of Selkirk, either? The burly sutors who 'firmly stood' at Flodden when other 'pow'rful clans gave way'? Well, I'm glad, anyhow, that we aren't the only people you'd never heard of!"
Th' press cinchorship is so pow'rful that no news is allowed to go out; but I have it fr'm th' specyal corryspondint iv Mesilf, Clancy th' Butcher, Mike Casey, an' th' City Direchtry that Gin'ral Miles instantly repaired himsilf to th' hotel, where he made his plans f'r cr-rushin' th' Spanyards at wan blow. He will equip th' ar-rmy with blow-guns at wanst.
Get me that steward with the liquor, or there'll be one afloat here without a second mate." It was with no good feeling that I went below to get the old man a drink. The steward met me and grinned as he brought forth the liquor. "Yessah, it's nine ob dem he takes endurin' de watch. Lord, man, he's got something pow'rful on his mind. Did yo' ebber feel the heft ob his trunk he brought aboard, sah?
No, sah, dat yo' didn't. Well, it's pow'rful heavy fo' a man's baggage." "What's in it?" I asked. "'Deed, I doan know, man, jest what is in it, but I reckon it's something what worries him. Dat an' Cap'n Andrews forrads worries him some. Chips, he say as dey goes aft an' have matters straightened out a bit. Dey is fo' either weldin' irons on de cap'n forrads or puttin' him on de beach.
Charm'd into Love, of what eclips'd their Fame! They mak'd Apollo, with her pow'rful Name. See! God of Grecian Wit! Urania cries, How sweet a Muse, the Western World supplies! Say, shou'd she ask some Favour, from your throne, What could you bid her take, that's not her own? Sparkling in Charms, the heav'nly Stranger view So grac'd! she scarce can owe a Beam to You!
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