The record-union., 1898-09-05
FROM SANTIAGO.
Written After the Battle and
Somewhat Characteristic.

Mr.. Dooley looked important, but al
fected indifference, as he mopped the
bar. Mr. Hennessy, who had learned 10
study his friend in order to escape dls-
agreeable complications, patiently walt
ed for the philosopher to speak. Mr..
Dooley rubbed the bar to the end, toss
ed the cloth into a mysterious recess
with a practical movement, moved a
glass or two on the shelf, cleaned his
spectacles, and drew a letter from his
pocket
''Hm-m!" he said; II have news firm
| tn fr-ront Me nevvew, Terry Dona-
hue. has sint me a letter tellin' me
about it,
How shud he know?' Mr.. Hennes-
sy asked.
How shud he know, is it?" Mr.. Doo-
ley demanded warmly. How shud-
dent ne know? Isn't he sojer iv tn
ARMY? Isn't it him that's down there
in Sandago fightin' FIR tn honor iv tn
Flag, While the likes iv you is up here
livin like prince an doin' nawthin'
all tn livelong day but shovel Stag at
tn rollin' mills? Who are ye f'r to crit
icize tn dayfinders iv our country who
ARE lyn' in tn trenches an havin'
III IiotHSS olOIc Oil ticI UdShS NC III
patriotic Cubians, I'd like to know?
FIR two pins, Hennissy, you an I'd
quarrel"
Il didn't mean nawthin'," Mr.. Hen
messy apologized Il didn't know he
was down there"
"Nayther did T." said Mr. Dooley
But 1 informed mesilf. I'll have no
wan in this place speak again tn
ARMY. Ye can have yeer say about
Mack. He has good job an it's
fright an proper FIR to baste him frm
time to time. 1t shows ye'er in good
thrim an it don't hur-rt him. They'se
no wan to stop his pay. He goes up to
tn cashier an dhraws his forty-wan-
sixty-six just tn same whether he's
sick or well an whether he's pulled tn
box reg-lar or has been playin' forty
fives in tn back r-room. But whin ye
come to castin' aspersions on tn
ARMY, be hivens, yen find that / can
put me thumb on this showcase an go
over at wan lep.'
Il didn't say anything" said Mr..
Hennessy. Il didn't know about Ter
ry."
Nv coorse ye didn't" said Mr.. Doo-
ley. An that's what I'm sayin' Ye'er
here wallowin' in luxury, wheelin pig
ir'n firm morn till night an We have
no thought iv what's goin' on beyant
You an Jawn d. Rockefeller, an Phil
Ar-rmour, an Jay Pierpont Morgan, an
Yerkkuss, an tn r-rest iv We is settin'
back at home figurin' how we can make
some wan else pay ye-er taxes f'r We.
What is to me that me nevvew Terry is
sleepin' in ditch wather and atm hard
tacks an coffee an bein' r-robbed be
leeber Cubans, catchin yallow fever
without chanst iv givin it to e'er
Spanyard. Ye think more iv stamp
than ye do iv ye'er country Ye'er like
tn sugar thrust. FIR two cints ye'd
rayfuse to support tn Cover mint /
know We, We bloated monno- polist."
I'm no such thing" said Mr. Hen
messy, hotly. i've been a Democrat FIR
thirty year.
We'll, anyhow" said Mr.. Dooley,
don't speak disrayspctfuI iv th'
ARMY Lave me r-read you Terry's
yetter firm tn front MN; In tn
trinches, two miles firm Sandago, with
a land crab as big as lobster crawlin'
up me back be way iv Kingston, June
9th, dear Uncle Martin: We are all
we'll here, excipt thin that is not. an
hope ye'er injyin' tn same gr-reat
blessin'. It's hotter down here than