Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1897-12-05
WHAT DOOLEY SAYS.

I'm havln q time Nv II with ference,
said Mr.. Hennessy, despondently ac-
cording to the Chicago Pest
Whats the la-ad been doin'?" asked
Mr.. Dooley.
1T amt so much what he's doin,"
Mr.. Hennessy replied, ''as what he amt
doin'. He amt stayin' home iv nights.
and he amt wor-rkin', but he does be
out on tn corners with tn Cromleys an
tn rist dancin' Jig steps and whistlin'
tn Rogues's March when a polisman
goes by. Sure, l can't do nawthin'
with him, FIR he's that kind and good
at home that he'd melt tn heart Nv a
man iv stone. But it's gray my life is,
thinkin' iv what's to become Nv him
whin he gifts to be a man grown. Ye're
lucky, Martin, that ye'er childless."
Sure, / cudden't be amy other way
an hould me COON name," said Mr..
Dooley. "An' whin LUX about me
sometimes it's glad l am. They'se been
times perhaps-but lave that go. Is
there something in tn air, or is in our
silveS that makes the chi,der nova
days turn out to curse tn lives is thin
that give thin life? It may be in tn
thrainin'. When I was kid they were
brought up to love, honor, and respect
tn old folks, that their days might be
long in tn land. Amen. If they did mt,
tn best they cud do was to say nawth-
in about it. Twas tn back iv tn hand
an tn sowl iv tn fut to tn la-ad that
put his spoon first into the stirabout
Between tn whalins we got at school
histed on tn back iv the Christyan
! brother an the thumpins we got at
home, we was kept sore and straight
firm wan years end to another Twas
no mild doses they gave us, ayether
| mind wanst, whin | was near as big
as | am now, l handed back some on
kind re-emarks to me poor father, that's
dead. May he rest in peace, poor DOM
mum. He must iv been small man
an bent with wurruk an worry. But
did he take me jaw? He did not. He
hauled off an give me fright hook
where tn had wurruds come firm. l
put up a pretty fight FIR me years, but
the man doesn't live that can lick his
own father. He rowled me acrost an oat
field an l give up. / didn't love him
amy to well FIR that lickin, but I re-
spected him, an if he'd come into this
place tonight, an he'd be near hun
dred-he was born in the year '98, an
pixies was hid in his cradle-if he come
in here tonight an pulled me ear I'd
fear to go agin' him, wud so.
'Tis tn other way about now. Did
we iver know a man by tn name Nv
Ahearn? Ye did not? Well maybe
he was before yer tonne. He was a
cobbler be thrade, but he picked up
money be livin' off iv leather findins'
an wooden pegs an bought pieces iv
tn prairie, an staharved till his heart
was shriveled up like washerwo-
mans hand. But he made money. An
tn more he made tn more he wanted,
an wantin' nawthin' more it come to
him firm tn divvil, who kept tn curse
fir his own tonne. This man Ahearn
when he had acres an acres on Hal
stead street, an tinants be tn score
that prayed at nights for him that he
might live long an taste sorrow, he
married girl. Her name was Ryan;
little, scared, foolish woman, an
she died when a boy was BORN.
Ahearn gave her solemn rayqueem
high mass an a monument at Ca.v'ry
that We can see from tn fur raj thrain.
An he come from the fun'ral with tn
first smile on his face that amy man
liver see there, an tn baby in his
arms
"Tll not say Ahearn was changed
man. TIL love iv money was knitted
into his heart, an afther the lad come
tn way he ground tn people that lived
in his houses was death an descruc-
ton. 4 must provide for me own he
said. But thin that was kind to tn
kid cud break tn crust. an all tn
rough, hard-workin' tenants paid FIR
tn favors he give to tn OIL frauds an
beguilin' women that petted Dan'l
O'Connell Ahearn. Nawthin' was too
good for tn kid. He had nurses an
servants to wait on him; he had
clothes that'd stock this barr FIR O.
year. When he was old enough he was
sent to Saint Ignatyous. An tn oil
man'd take him a-walkin' on Sun
day, an pint out tn rows an rows
av houses, with tn childer in front
gain in awe at TIL great man an
their fathers glowerin, firm tn win
dows, an say: Thin will all be yours
whin We grow up, Danl OConnell
acivk."
"Wel!, it didn't take the eye iv a
witch to see that Dan'l OConnell was a
bor-ron idjet. They was no rale harm
in tn poor la-ad. Only he was lazy an
foolish an sort iv tired like. To make a
long story short, Hinnissy, his father
thried Everything FIR him an got nawth-
in. He didn't dhrink much, he cared
little FIR women, he liked to play
ca-ards, but not f'r money. He did
nawthin' that was bad, an yet he was
no good at all, at ADJUST slow, tired.
aisy goin,, shamblin' la-ad-th' sort
that'd wrench tn heart iv a father like
Ahearn. l dinnaw what he did final
ly, but wan night he come into my
place an said he'd been turned out be
his father an wanted pace f'r to
sleep. Yell sleep home says /.
'Ye'er father sh'd take shame to him
self-him rich man. An put on me
coat an whit over to Ahearn's. / was
a power in the wa-ard in thin days an
feared no man alive. TIL old ,a-ad met
us at the dure. Whin started to speak
he blazed up. Mr. Dooley, 'sayshe, my
sorrows are me own. I'll keep thin
here. As fr ye,' he s5ys, and TURNED
like tiger On tn boy and sthruck him
with his o. leathery hand. TIL boy
stood FIR minnyit an thin walked out,
me with him. | niver seen him since
We left Ahearn standin' there as we
used to say iy tn fox in tn OF coun-
thry, cornered between tn river an tn
wall"
"Ye're lucky to be alone" said Mr..
Hennessy as he left.