The herald., 1898-05-09
FITZHUGH LEE
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CIV coorse he's rrish," said Mr.. Dooley.
tn Fitz Hughs an tn McHughs, an thu
McKeoughs is not far apart. I have
cousin by tn name iv McKeough, an like
as not tn ginral is a relation iv mine."
"If 1 was yo I'd write him an see," said
Mr.. Hennessey. He's about tn only thing
connected with tn administration I'd
claim kin to f'r mesilf Or me goa-at. He's
a grea-at ma-an."
HE is so." said Mr.. Dooley. "He is
that. Wan iv tn gr-reatest. An why
shuddent he be with thin two names?
They'se poetry in both iv thin. Fitz Hugh
Lee! Did ye iver see pitcher iv him?
A fat ma-an with a head like football
an a neck big enough to pump blood into
his brain and keep 1t from starvin'. Whites
haired and r-red-faced. TIL kind iv ma-an
that can get mad in ivry vein Of his body.
Whin he's hot bet We his face looks like
FIRE in furniture facthry. Whin ma-an
goes pa-ale with r-rage, look out for
knife in tn back. But whin he flames up
30 that tn perspi-ration sizzles on his
brow look out for hand an feet and head
an couplin' pins and rapid-firin' guns.
Fits can be calm whin they'se anything
to be ca am about, but he can't wait. II
thrade Look at tn jaw iv him! It's like
q PAWN block.
Docs Fitz believe in diplomacy? Not
him. He sets there in his office in Ha-
vana, smokin' a good cigar, an boy
comes in an tells him they've jugged an
American citizen. He jams his hat down
on his eyes and brushes over to wherA
Gin'ral Blanco has his office. Look here.'
Gu ho s1yo ef1n hn
We don't lave me counthrymen out iv tn
bullpen in 15 minyits by tn WATCH he says
Ill take We by tn hair iv tn head an pull
ye firm tn corner iv Halsted sthreet to tn
r-red BRIDGE he says. Lave me debate
this says Blanco. I'll debate nawthin',
says Fitz. Hurry up, or I'll give ye slap,
he says. Don't We think just because I'm
wurrukin' fr a ma-an with a plate "
limon ice-cream where his heart ought to
be-. he says, that ye can put tn comethsr
on me- he says. 'R-run over an wake up
tn loot at tn station an let thin Amer.
leans out, or he says, well got ITO thu
fiure,' he says.
That's Fitz. He's ca'am an waits part
Nv tn time. That's whin he's asleep. But
as soon as his eyes opins his face begins
to flare up like wan Nv thin round stoves
Is thrun in. An from that time on till
he's r-ready to TURN in an sleep peaceful
an quiet-not like lamb full iv vegeta.
BILE food, but like a line that's wur-rked
hazard an ct meat-he never stops ramp~
in an ragin'. Ye don't hear iv Fitz lookup
worn with tn struggle. Ye don't read "
him missin' amy meals. No wan fears
that Fitz will break down under tn sis.
pinse. That amt in tn breed. He's an.
other kind Nv a ma-an. He hasn't got tn
time to be tired an world. He needs food
an he has to take it an he needs sleep an
he takes 1t an he needs fightin' an he gets
It, That's Fitz. They amt such lot "
diff runce between tn bravest man in tn
wurruld an the cow'rdiest. Not such q
lot. 1t amt question iv morality, Hin
Missy. I've knowed men that wint to
chirch iv'ry Sunday and holyday regular
an give to tn poor an loved their neigh-
bors, an they wuddent deflnd their wives
against a murderer. An I've knowed TIL
worst vilyuns on earth thatd die in their
thracks to save strangers child firm in-
jury. 'Tis question Nv how tn blood IL
pumped. Whin a ma-an shows tn strain.'
whin he gets thin an pale an world in
TIL time FIR fightin', he's mighty near q
cow'rd. But whin his face flames an his
neck swells an his eyes look like couple
iv illicthric lamps again cyclone sky,
he'll lead forlorn hope acrost tn battles
mints iv hell. That's Fitz."
"Why wuddent he make a good prisi~
dint?" said Mr.. Hennessey.
"Sh-hv' said Mr.. Dooley. He don't owe
ough."-Chicago Post.