Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1898-09-02
His Cousin George.


eff they don't catch up with him pretty
soon," said Mr.. Dooley, he'll fight his
way ar-round tn wurruld an come out
through Bar-saloona or Cades."
who's thatY asked Mr.. H%ennessy.
NJ Cousin George, no less" said Mr..
nooley. ~ suppose ye think tn war Ia
over an peace has rayturned JUS because
Tiddy Rosenfelt is back home again an
III sojers ar-re hungry in New York stead
iv in Santiago. That's where ye're wrong,
Hinnissy. That's where ye'er wrong, me
huckO. TIL war is not over till Cousin
George stops tightin'. TIL S%panyards
have had enough, but among thrue fight
in men it don't make anny difference what
tn feelin's iv tn la-ad underneath may
be. Ills whin tn man ON top has had
his fill w fightin' that tn throuble's over,
an be tn look iv things Cousin George
has JUS begun to take thy.
"Whin me frind Mack concluded twas
time FIR us to stop fightin' ye thought that
ended it. So did Mack. He says, says
he: Let us have peace he says. An all
tn deuces in tn deck begun to look like
face cards again whin suddenly there
comes II message firm Cousin George. In
pursuance iv ordhers that niver come
he says, to-day TIL squadron undher my
command knocked tn divvle out iv tn
Notifications iv tn Philippines, bombard-
ed TIL city, an locked up tn insurgent
gin'ral. Tn gov'nor got away be swim
mini abOord IL Dutch ship an tn Dutch-
man took him to Ding Dong. I'll attind
to til Dutchman some afthernOOn whin 1
Il nawthin' else to do. I'm settin' in
the palace with me feet on tn pianny.
Write soon. l won't get it. So no more
at prisint firm ye'cr oil frind IN WELL
wisler. George Dooley.'
"How ar-re they goin' to stop him7
How ar-re they goin' to stop him? There's
Mack on tn shore, shoutin' ordhers.s
Come hack he says. Come back, l com-
mand yc.' he says. George, come back
he says. 'Th' wal is over he says. We're
at peace with TIL wurruld.' he says.
George he says. George. be IL good fell
'lIivins am earth, he's batin' that poor
spanyard with a PAWN block. George,
George. We break me hear-rt,' he says.
But George Dooley, he gives tn wink
to his frinds. IN says he. What's that
nan yellin' OH tn shore about! he says.
Louder he says. I can't near ye,' he
says. Sing it, he says. Write it to me
OF Il postal ca-ard at Mahdrid,' he says.
Don't stop me now,' he says. This is
me busy day. he says, an away he goes
with u piece iv lead pipe in a hand an
n couplin' pin in tn other.
"What'n we do with him? We can't
catch up with him. He's goin' too fast.
Mack's II week behind him iv'ry time he
stops anywhere. He has sthrung q
throlley acrost TIL islands an he's climbin'
mountains with his tleet. Tn on'y thing
I see, Hinnissy, that Mack can do is to go
east an meet him comm r-round. If he
hurries he'll sthrike him somewhere in
Rooshia or Boohlgahria, an say to him:
George, TIL wars over. Won't ye come
home with me-! / think he'll listen to
reason"
II think a man ought to stop fghtin'
whin tn wal is ended" said Mr.. Hem
messy.
II dinnaw about that" said Mr.. Dooley.
HE started without nskin' our lave an 1
don't see what we've got to do with tn
way he finishes. IT'S a tur-rble thing to
be a man iv high sperrits, nm not to know
whin tn other fellows licked."-Chicago
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