The Delta independent., 1916-11-03
FINNEGAk'S PHILOSOPHY
Purgine the Heart.

60 >iI ne like IHe
Which iv them? All iv them. He
smites the Civil Service Rock and re
freshin' jobs gushes foorth for thursty
but dishurvin' Dimycrats. He blows
If the people call him iver so soft.
Little Samuel had no quicker ear. An
for sacryficin' what's dear to his heart,
Abraham had nawthin on him. Sure
he is Dimocricy's shield an exceedin'
great reward.
'Tis his Presbyterian bringin up,
I'm thinkin.' Furst he adopts policy;
thin he thries to justify it. thin he
sanctifies it wild phrase, while a choir
iv Dishurvin Dimmycrats sings
hymn. An there ye are. justification,
Adoption an Sankty-ficashun.
"The choir med great harmony whin
Jim Smith, George Harvey an Bill
Brine was all in ut. But wan be wan
their vices cracked an they passed out
iv the life iv the great Idaylist.
Harvey went back to edith an Bill
Brine wint in search iv the Howly
Kale. McCombs was canned, because
him an Billy McAdoo cuddent sing
duet, an Oscar Underwood was weak
on Tariff ragtime. But Wudthrow die
GRATED thin all. Wild f'what say ye?
Wild the Order iv the Double Cross.
Ohio. l mind well the time at the
Manhattan Club, whin he kissed Brine
an kicked Harvey wild wan motion.
Now the choir has what Wudthrow
calls the vital stuffs iv life Stone an
McAdoO; Danyiels an Jim Ham Lewis,
wild Redfied for the high falsetto.
Wudthrow sits wild his hands crossed
while the stuffs sings songs iv praise,
an Col. House winds the Victhrola.
"Wudthrow is fond iv music. but
Colonel House himself is the quiet
man. Faith av he danced Clog on
a Washbiler ye'd niver hear a sound.
''Well, wan night in August the
Colonel come tiptoein' in through the
basement cure.
"'How's the game ColoneI?' says
Wudthrow. $3.50 the Colonel says.
'Ye might round up a few more votes
says he, scratchin' his ear wild an
absent air.
'Aint l got the full dinner-paiIs?'
axes Wudthrow, anxious like. AN
that's forgot the first two year and
a half says House pleasantly. 'Aint
KEEP EN- out o war; axes Wudthrow.
Part o tn time says House rubbin'
his left shin wild the felt-slipper on
his right foot. 'Aint lay voice our
greatest liquid assetT axes Wilson
earnestly. It's some voice says E"use,
but lot iv suckers can't tell asset
firm an li'bility, the Colonel says
"F'what are ye drivin' at says
Wilson. four flushing little
''Arre ye watchin' the striker says
House. Half millyun votes might
be useful. says House tiptoein out
through the dure, an closin' ut behind
him.
We'll, Sir. he left Wudthrow sunk
in profound miditashun. At last he
spakes. L hear he says, in low
sweet tone that vice iv the people, |
which is to me as the vice of Car
negie Penshun.' oh, he says thrill |
lin in ivry nerve must l indade sacry- |
flee wan more idol says he. 'on the |
altar iv me Counthryr says Wud-
throw.
Was not the Wan Turn Plank, he !
says; AN the Sugar Tax he says; |
AN the Tariff for Rev'noo.' he says; |
an all me friends, beside says he, |
sixteen per'fy good Mexican Policies
was not all thin enough? he axes
in agony. But l will purge me Heart |
startin' for bed. An before he re-
tires. he takes n Heart Purge iv his
own invinshun the way it IL wurk
while he sleeps. dinnaw fwhat the
purge is. 'Tis secret.
In the morn he was puzzled. He
wanted a great sacryfise of pur-
dear to his heart, but he'd
used most iv thin already, an he felt
hat this was no time for second hand
pr slightly damaged sacryfises. So
he sends for House. Colonel SAWS /
le, 'F'what pur-rinciple d'yr think 4
vud be an acceptable sacrytise in this |
great morel imargincy? he axes
inNiously.
Whisper says the Colonel. And
lie said wan wurd in Wudthrow's ear,
md faded silently away through the
lure.
For wan instant Wudthrow stud
'pellbound. Thin he burst into
yhoop; "The Ram in the Bushes
'ries he wild tears iv jy.
TWAS an impressive ceremony
vhin the sacryfise was solemny-ised
It the Capitol.
"rhe precision started fom the