San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1896-01-16
PHILOSOPHER DooLeY.
His Description of Football Game Back
OF the Dump.

HOW is tnaJ! asked Mr.. mchenna.
"Well, whin was lad tn way we
played futball was this way: Twinty
or thirty or wan hundred min an
boys come together in a vacan' lot an
we had a round rubber ball that tn
biggest man blowed up, an so tn air
wuddent r-run out iv it he stuffed
chewed-up bread in tn hole. Thin
lad be tn name iv Mcclure he says:
60 head now an l give her kick
an put her over tn fince. Thin they
brought it back, tn little la-ads did,
an kicked it on tn roof iv tn Broth
ers' school, Brother Alexis fetched it
down, an says he: 'Dooley, don't
kick so hard he says. So I give it
wan low kick with tn broad iv me fut
an catched Hinnissy, who was young
man thin, in tn pit iv tn stomach, an
he kicked young Regain, an Regain
kicked Cassidy, an Cassidy kicked
O'Brien, an 0'Brien kicked Brother
Alexis an had to do tn stations iv tn
cross, an boy be tn name iv Hogan
run off with tn ball.
''That was futball. But las week
young Clancy asked me FIR to go over
to tn back iv tn dump an see game
bechune tn Young Parnells an tn
Young Sarsields. / took Hinnissy
with me, may Gawd f'rgive me. He'd
ne'er seen a game befure. TIL la-ads
was there whin we come. luked over
tn field an says l: What is this?' says
I. 'What're they goin' to do?' / says.
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Mulcahy kid was done up with wooden
shields on his shins an earmuffs on his
ears an band around his head an a
carnycopy on his nose. He wore mat
thresses FIR pants an he had hair iv
head like cole slaw. Th' others was
like him. Ye cud iv toll no wan iv
thin firm tn other.
"Well, sir, man blew whistle an
with that little Mulcahy reached over
an give Tom O'Brien's son a punch in
tn nose. OBrien calls out, Look
there, Mike Mulcahy, what ye'er boys
doin' to mine want We to stop him.
stop nowan,' says Mulcahy acrost tn
field. But if that rasc'lly son iv ye'ers
liver kicks that boy iv mine again, he
says, 'Pll have tn law on him, says he.
Look out FIR his feet, little Mike he
says Now, thin, land him.
"Well, OBrien whit right acrost tn
field afther Mulcahy an tn last seen
iv thin they was collar-an'-elbowini
down toward tn bridge. just thin
Hogan Cassidy threw his fut into little
Malachi Dorsey an OF man Cassidy whit
over an pulled Tom Dorney's nose.
took thin apart near tn river an come
back just as what tn lads call a scrim-
mage was on. Tommy OLeary got
hoP iv tn ball an started to run away
with it, whin little Duggan fetched
him puck in tn jaw an brought him
down. He'd no more thin done that
whin Teddy Clancy nailed Duggan
with kick on tn back an rolled him
on top iv O'Leary an fell on him.
Thin all tn other lads fell on Duggan
an Clancy an OLeary, all but wan.
That was Dinny Casey, an he sthrayed
around tn idge an took kick at any
one he saw, an particuley at Pete
O'Shea.
"Pete O'Shea was Hinnissy's nivyew,
an tn first thing Hinnissy done whin
he see his sisther's son gettin' the
worst iv it was to run acrost tn
sthreet an come back with an armful
iv bricks. He can throw FIR an old
man, an Etched Casey with tn first
brick. Stick it OUT he says, I'll
clane all iv thin aft ye, he says. An
sure he done it, but the lad comes
wrigglin' out iv tn pile smilin'
an says he: Uncle, lave go ye'er
brickbats,' he says. What f'r% says
Hinnissy. Don't We see they're all up
barrin' Muleahy,' says tn kid. Twas
on'y down. he says "A whatT says
Hinnissy. "A down. says tn lad. An
how nanny more is there?' says Hin
Missy. "A hundherd or MORE says tn
lad. Well, thin,' says Hinnissy, I'm
goin' home he says If We have amy
wurrud to lave ye'er mother, he says,
tell it to me-
81 took him by the arm as we whit
home an says l, 'Hinnissy,' l says, we
made a fool of Se'ersilf,' says.
'How's that?' says he. 'How's thatP
Ye'er an nlitherate man. 1 says. L
can read an WRITE he says, AN give
We tn wurruks of Willum Carleton be
heart 'Thrue,' says l. But whin We
intherfered with that game did ye
know that We was stoppin' tn iduca-
ton iv tn youth iv tn land l says. L
did not he says, sadly. An now tn
thought comes on me an makes me
heart gray with trouble he says.
when / interfered with that man that
was poundin' Hoolihan with baseball
bat las winter he says, did l keep
annywan out iv proper schoolin'p
"'Ye may have, says I."-Chicago
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