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"We'll git the rest of the day off," remarked Casey, complacently. "Shane, yez are dom' quiet betoimes. An' Mac, I shure showed yez up to-day." "Ye DID not," retorted McDermott. "I kilt jist twinty-nine Sooz!" "Jist thorty wus moine. An', Mac, as they wus only about fifthy of thim, yez must be a liar." The train drew on toward Medicine Bow. Firing ceased.

All he'd have to do would be to put his hand down in his pocket, skin twinty-nine millyon dollar bills off iv his roll an' hurl thim at th' clerk. But he refused to pay as a matter iv principle. 'Twas not that he needed th' money. He don't care f'r money in th' passionate way that you an' me do, Hinnissy. Th' likes iv us are as crazy about a dollar as a man is about his child whin he has on'y wan.

Th' foreigner pays th' tax, annyhow." "He does" said Mr. Dooley, "if he ain't turned back at Castle Garden." "That was a splendid fine they soaked Jawn D. with," said Mr. Dooley. "What did they give him?" asked Mr. Hennessy. "Twinty-nine millyon dollars," said Mr. Dooley. "Oh, great!" said Mr. Hennessy. "That's a grand fine. It's a gorjous fine. I can't hardly believe it."

"It's thrue, though," said Mr. Dooley. "Twinty-nine millyon dollars. Divvle th' cent less. I can't exactly make out what th' charge was that they arrested him on, but th' gin'ral idee is that Jawn D. was goin' around loaded up to th' guards with Standard Ile, exceedin' th' speed limit in acquirin' money, an' singin' 'A charge to keep I have' till th' neighbors cud stand it no longer.

The judge says: 'Ye're an old offender an' I'll have to make an example iv ye. Twinty-nine millyon dollars or fifty-eight millyon days. Call th' next case, Misther Clerk. "Did he pay th' fine? He did not. Iv coorse he cud if he wanted to. He wuddent have to pawn annything to get th' money, ye can bet on that.