The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1895-02-17
TRILBY AND DOOLEY.
Summary of Pleasing Work of Fic-
ton by an Occasional Reader.



ton by an Occasional Reader.
Chicago Evening Post.
'Jawn," said Mr.. Dooley, dye want a
book to read?"
= don't mind said Mr.. McKenna.
Take this home with ye,' said Mr.
Dooley, sliding volume across the bar
An read it behind tn dure. an be
we. don't lave it where ye'er wife can get
"rrilby'" seid Mr.. McKenna, examin-
ing the cover" That's a queer name Where
did you get it and what's it about?'
Il got it with a pound iv tay,'' said Mr.
Dooley, an it's about a. girl be tn name
iv ,, Thirdly. a Frinch girl, dye mind I'll
amt no better than she ought to be, an
in tn beginnin' of tn shtory she's milk
man. | tell We thrue. Yen see FIR ye'er-
self. So she gets in with some lads that
does be learnin' to paint pictures in the
city iv Paris: France and She gets shtuck
Billie. Now this here kid, his people is
hazard workin, Industrious people, an
Thrilby. for she's no better than she should
be, so he goes off an gets his little skate
on be himsilf an two Frinch sojers be tn
theim-an' has the delirium thremens to
beat tn divvle.
$50 thin they're two other la-ads come
in-wan d geezer with long whiskers like
fire escapes be tn name iv Mol, sses Candy
an tn other Scotchman called TIL lard,
things goes firm bad to worse an more of
1t whin in comes a jew man-what tn ellis
ilo IloIIS-Wcll, HlVer NINA, We'll call him
Mose-an' a tougher Iookin gazabo We niver
see in ye'er life. He's a piano chuner ar
theaytre manager. That there's him with
tn WhiSkers all over his head. But they
was nawthin' tn matther with Nose He
was all right. He had tn evil eye an he
goes an puts tn comether over this here
Thrilby an takes her around tn wurrud
shown her in tn theayter-she done wan
mght stands in Rooshia an Boolgahria an
tnlnk see her wanSt at tn Lyceem, but
maybe I'm wrong.
IA, "Annyhow, twas dam good thing FIR
Nose Win he stole her away firm tn kid
TT he can make more coin be means iv her
singin' thin he cud be chunin pianoes Ye
see, she cudden't sing. whin he wasn't
around, FIR save an EXCEPT whin his evil eye
was on her she had voice like Mulligan's
COW COW :, an I was on,y good f'r wan song, Don't
whin he had her right she'd melt tn Lea-art
iv amy
well, things wint on fr' m bad to worse
an tn kid was called home an got into a
row with a prowtestant minister This here
kid was, an infidel an. didn't believe in no
Gawd, dye mind, not KNOWN any Detther,
bein raised among tn Frinch, who are inn
moral be nature. He was still stuck on
than she shud be an runnin' off with Nose
Wan day wan Nv tn other fellowship la-ad,
meets Nose an they have throuble, an his
gumdhrops belts TIL Jewman in tn eye 1t
Was tur-rble fight, but no van was killed.
Thin this here Chocolate Crane, he got
mixin' it up with some Frinch lads an took
wan ". thin be tn legs an beat tn others
'.Well. it kept goin' firm bad to worse
an wan heerd tell iv Nose. but he was
around countin' up tn house in Rooshia an
Boolgahria an maxim money be tn wagon
load till he was wan iv th'r-richest Jewmin
anywhere. But wan night he had a fit at
tn theaytre where he was shown off
Thrilby. They called a doctor, but twas no
use, an Nose he f1oated. So Thrilby cud-
dent sing amy more
What was the matter with herr" asked
Mr.. McKenna.
''Nawthin' at ALL on'y whn Nose got his
lamps off her she lost her voice." said Mr..
Dooley.
why didn't she get a new manager?"
asked Mr.. McKenna
She cuddent find wan with tn evil eye,"
said Mr.. Dooley. Her pipes was frosted If
amy wan but Nose took hes out. So she
had to go off tn stage"
What did she do them asked Mr.. Nc
Kenna.
"She whit away an died."
We'll, that was tough
"It was so, tn poor thing
But I don't see anything wrong about
that story
Nv coorse, We DON'T said Mr.. Dooley,
holding his cigar between his thumb and
forefnger. "Iv coorse, we don't. All tn
tough things is in Frinch so that tn polls
cudden't get at thin. I-r-read-thim-ther
Booswaw, Jawnny, booswaw!