ON THE NEW WOMAN.
"Molly Donahue have up an" become a new woman!
"It"s been a good thing f"r ol" man Donahue, though, Jawn. He shtud ivrything that mortal man cud stand. He seen her appearin" in th" road wearin" clothes that no lady shud wear an" ridin" a bicycle; he was humiliated whin she demanded to vote; he put his pride under his ar-rm an" ma-arched out iv th" house whin she committed a.s.sault-an"-batthry on th" piannah. But he"s got to th" end iv th" rope now. He was in here las" night, how-come-ye-so, with his hat c.o.c.ked over his eye an" a look iv risolution on his face; an" whin he left me, he says, says he, "Dooley," he says, "I"ll conquir, or I"ll die," he says.
"It"s been comin f"r months, but it on"y bust oh Donahue las" week. He"d come home at night tired out, an" afther supper he was pullin" off his boots, whin Mollie an" th" mother begun talkin" about th" rights iv females. "Tis th" era iv th" new woman," says Mollie. "Ye"re right,"
says th" mother. "What d"ye mean be the new woman?" says Donahue, holdin" his boot in his hand. "Th" new woman," says Mollie, "ll be free fr"m th" opprision iv man," she says. "She"ll wurruk out her own way, without help or hinderance," she says. She"ll wear what clothes she wants," she says, "an" she"ll be no man"s slave," she says. "They"ll be no such thing as givin" a girl in marredge to a clown an" makin" her dipindant on his whims," she says. "Th" women"ll earn their own livin","
she says; "an" mebbe," she says, "th" men"ll stay at home an" dredge in th" house wurruk," she says. "A-ho," says Donahue. "An" that"s th" new woman, is it?" he says. An" he said no more that night.
"But th" nex" mornin" Mrs. Donahue an" Mollie come to his dure. "Get up," says Mrs. Donahue, "an" bring in some coal," she says. "Ye drowsy man, ye"ll be late f"r ye"er wurruk." "Divvle th" bit iv coal I"ll fetch," says Donahue. "Go away an" lave me alone," he says. "Ye"re inthruptin" me dreams." "What ails ye, man alive?" says Mrs. Donahue.
"Get up." "Go away," says Donahue, "an lave me slumber," he says. "Th"
idee iv a couple iv big strong women like you makin" me wurruk f"r ye,"
he says. "Mollie "ll bring in th" coal," he says. "An" as f"r you, Honoria, ye"d best see what there is in th" cupboord an" put it in ye"er dinner-pail," he says. "I heerd th" first whistle blow a minyit ago," he says; "an" there"s a pile iv slag at th" mills that has to be wheeled off befure th" sup"rintindint comes around," he says. "Ye know ye can"t afford to lose ye"er job with me in this dilicate condition," he says.
"I"m going to sleep now," he says. "An", Mollie, do ye bring me in a cup iv cocoa an" a pooched igg at tin," he says. "I ixpect me music-teacher about that time. We have to take a wallop out iv Wagner an" Bootoven befure noon." "Th" Lord save us fr"m harm," says Mrs. Donahue. "Th"
man"s clean crazy." "Divvle"s th" bit," says Donahue, wavin" his red flannel undhershirt in th" air. "I"m the new man," he says.
"Well, sir, Donahue said it flured thim complete. They didn"t know what to say. Mollie was game, an" she fetched in th" coal; but Mrs. Donahue got nervous as eight o"clock come around. "Ye"re not goin" to stay in bed all day an" lose ye"er job," she says. "Th" "ell with me job," says Donahue. "I"m not th" man to take wurruk whin they"se industhrees women with nawthin" to do," he says. "Show me th" pa-apers," he says. "I want to see where I can get an eighty-cint bonnet f"r two and a half." He"s that stubborn he"d"ve stayed in bed all day, but th" good woman weakened. "Come," she says, "don"t be foolish," she says. "Ye wudden"t have th" ol" woman wurrukin" in th" mills," she says. "Twas all a joke," she says. "Oh-ho, th" ol" woman!" he says. "Th" ol" woman! Well, that"s a horse iv another color," he says. "An" I don"t mind tellin" ye th" mills is closed down to-day, Honoria." So he dhressed himsilf an"
wint out; an" says he to Mollie, he says: "Miss Newwoman," says he, "ye may find wurruk enough around th" house," he says. "An", if ye have time, ye might paint th" stoop," he says. "Th" ol" man is goin" to take th" ol" woman down be Halsted Sthreet" an" blow himsilf f"r a new shawl f"r her."
"An" he"s been that proud iv th" victhry that he"s been a reg"lar customer f"r a week."
ON EXPERT TESTIMONY.
"Annything new?" said Mr. Hennessy, who had been waiting patiently for Mr. Dooley to put down his newspaper.
"I"ve been r-readin" th" tistimony iv th" Lootgert case," said Mr.
Dooley.
"What d"ye think iv it?"
"I think so," said Mr. Dooley.
"Think what?"
"How do I know?" said Mr. Dooley. "How do I know what I think? I"m no combination iv chemist, doctor, osteologist, polisman, an"
sausage-maker, that I can give ye an opinion right off th" bat. A man needs to be all iv thim things to detarmine annything about a murdher trile in these days. This shows how intilligent our methods is, as Hogan says. A large German man is charged with puttin" his wife away into a breakfas"-dish, an" he says he didn"t do it. Th" on"y question, thin, is, Did or did not Alphonse Lootgert stick Mrs. L. into a vat, an"
rayjooce her to a quick lunch? Am I right?"
"Ye ar-re," said Mr. Hennessy.
"That"s simple enough. What th" coort ought to"ve done was to call him up, an" say: "Lootgert, where"s ye"er good woman?" If Lootgert cudden"t tell, he ought to be hanged on gin"ral principles; f"r a man must keep his wife around th" house, an" whin she isn"t there, it shows he"s a poor provider. But, if Lootgert says, "I don"t know where me wife is,"
the coort shud say: "Go out, an" find her. If ye can"t projooce her in a week, I"ll fix ye." An" let that be th" end iv it.
"But what do they do? They get Lootgert into coort an" stand him up befure a gang iv young rayporthers an" th" likes iv thim to make pitchers iv him. Thin they summon a jury composed iv poor tired, sleepy expressmen an" tailors an" clerks. Thin they call in a profissor from a colledge. "Profissor," says th" lawyer f"r the State, "I put it to ye if a wooden vat three hundherd an" sixty feet long, twenty-eight feet deep, an" sivinty-five feet wide, an" if three hundherd pounds iv caustic soda boiled, an" if the leg iv a guinea pig, an" ye said yestherdah about bi-carbonate iv soda, an" if it washes up an" washes over, an" th"
slimy, slippery stuff, an" if a false tooth or a lock iv hair or a jawbone or a goluf ball across th" cellar eleven feet nine inches--that is, two inches this way an" five gallons that?" "I agree with ye intirely," says th" profissor. "I made lab"ratory experiments in an"
ir"n basin, with bichloride iv gool, which I will call soup-stock, an"
coal tar, which I will call ir"n filings. I mixed th" two over a hot fire, an" left in a cool place to harden. I thin packed it in ice, which I will call glue, an" rock-salt, which I will call fried eggs, an"
obtained a dark, queer solution that is a cure f"r freckles, which I will call antimony or doughnuts or annything I blamed please."
""But," says th" lawyer f"r th" State, "measurin" th" vat with gas,--an"
I lave it to ye whether this is not th" on"y fair test,--an" supposin"
that two feet acrost is akel to tin feet sideways, an" supposin" that a thick green an" hard substance, an" I daresay it wud; an" supposin" you may, takin" into account th" measuremints,--twelve be eight,--th" vat bein" wound with twine six inches fr"m th" handle an" a rub iv th"
green, thin ar-re not human teeth often found in counthry sausage?" "In th" winter," says th" profissor. "But th" sisymoid bone is sometimes seen in th" fut, sometimes worn as a watch-charm. I took two sisymoid bones, which I will call poker dice, an" shook thim together in a cylinder, which I will call Fido, poored in a can iv milk, which I will call gum arabic, took two pounds iv rough-on-rats, which I rayfuse to call; but th" raysult is th" same." Question be th" coort: "Different?"
Answer: "Yis." Th" coort: "Th" same." Be Misther McEwen: "Whose bones?"
Answer: "Yis." Be Misther Vincent: "Will ye go to th" divvle?" Answer: "It dissolves th" hair."
"Now what I want to know is where th" jury gets off. What has that collection iv pure-minded pathrites to larn fr"m this here polite discussion, where no wan is so crool as to ask what anny wan else means? Thank th" Lord, whin th" case is all over, the jury"ll pitch th"
tistimony out iv th" window, an" consider three questions: "Did Lootgert look as though he"d kill his wife? Did his wife look as though she ought to be kilt? Isn"t it time we wint to supper?" An", howiver they answer, they"ll be right, an" it"ll make little difference wan way or th" other.
Th" German vote is too large an" ignorant, annyhow."
ON THE POPULARITY OF FIREMEN.
"I knowed a man be th" name iv Clancy wanst, Jawn. He was fr"m th"
County May-o, but a good man f"r all that; an", whin he"d growed to be a big, sthrappin" fellow, he wint on to th" fire departmint. They"se an Irishman "r two on th" fire departmint an" in th" army, too, Jawn, though ye"d think be hearin" some talk they was all runnin" prim"ries an" thryin" to be cinthral comitymen. So ye wud. Ye niver hear iv thim on"y whin they die; an" thin, murther, what funerals they have!
"Well, this Clancy wint on th" fire departmint, an" they give him a place in thruck twinty-three. All th" r-road was proud iv him, an" faith he was proud iv himsilf. He r-rode free on th" sthreet ca-ars, an" was th" champeen hand-ball player f"r miles around. Ye shud see him goin"
down th" sthreet, with his blue shirt an" his blue coat with th" b.u.t.tons on it, an" his cap on his ear. But ne"er a cap or coat"d he wear whin they was a fire. He might be shiv"rin" be th" stove in th" ingine house with a buffalo robe over his head; but, whin th" gong sthruck, "twas off with coat an" cap an" buffalo robe, an" out come me brave Clancy, bare-headed an" bare hand, dhrivin" with wan line an" spillin" th" hose cart on wan wheel at ivry jump iv th" horse. Did anny wan iver see a fireman with his coat on or a polisman with his off? Why, wanst, whin Clancy was standin" up f"r Grogan"s eighth, his son come runnin" in to tell him they was a fire in Vogel"s packin" house. He dhropped th" kid at Father Kelly"s feet, an" whipped off his long coat an" wint tearin"
f"r th" dure, kickin" over th" poorbox an" b.u.t.tin" ol" Mis" O"Neill that"d come in to say th" stations. "Twas lucky "twas wan iv th"
Grogans. They"re a fine family f"r falls. Jawn Grogan was wurrukin" on th" top iv Metzri an" O"Connell"s brewery wanst, with a man be th" name iv Dorsey. He slipped an" fell wan hundherd feet. Whin they come to see if he was dead, he got up, an" says he: "Lave me at him." "At who?"
says they. "He"s deliryous," they says. "At Dorsey," says Grogan. "He thripped me." So it didn"t hurt Grogan"s eighth to fall four "r five feet.
"Well, Clancy wint to fires an" fires. Whin th" big organ facthry burnt, he carrid th" hose up to th" fourth story an" was squirtin" whin th"
walls fell. They dug him out with pick an" shovel, an" he come up fr"m th" brick an" boards an" saluted th" chief. "Clancy," says th" chief, "ye betther go over an" get a dhrink." He did so, Jawn. I heerd it. An"
Clancy was that proud!
"Whin th" Hogan flats on Halsted Sthreet took fire, they got all th"
people out but wan; an" she was a woman asleep on th" fourth flure.
"Who"ll go up?" says Bill Musham. "Sure, sir," says Clancy, "I"ll go"; an" up he wint. His captain was a man be th" name iv O"Connell, fr"m th"
County Kerry; an" he had his fut on th" ladder whin Clancy started.
Well, th" good man wint into th" smoke, with his wife faintin" down below. "He"ll be kilt," says his brother. "Ye don"t know him," says Bill Musham. An" sure enough, whin ivry wan"d give him up, out comes me brave Clancy, as black as a Turk, with th" girl in his arms. Th" others wint up like monkeys, but he shtud wavin" thim off, an" come down th"
ladder face forward. "Where"d ye larn that?" says Bill Musham. "I seen a man do it at th" Lyceem whin I was a kid," says Clancy. "Was it all right?" "I"ll have ye up before th" ol" man," says Bill Musham. "I"ll teach ye to come down a laddher as if ye was in a quadhrille, ye horse-stealin", ham-sthringin" May-o man," he says. But he didn"t.
Clancy wint over to see his wife. "O Mike," says she, "twas fine," she says. "But why d"ye take th" risk?" she says. "Did ye see th" captain?"
he says with a scowl. "He wanted to go. Did ye think I"d follow a Kerry man with all th" ward lukkin" on?" he says.
"Well, so he wint dhrivin" th" hose-cart on wan wheel, an" jumpin" whin he heerd a man so much as. .h.i.t a gla.s.s to make it ring. All th" people looked up to him, an" th" kids followed him down th" sthreet; an" "twas th" gr-reatest priv"lige f"r anny wan f"r to play dominos with him near th" joker. But about a year ago he come in to see me, an" says he, "Well, I"m goin" to quit." "Why," says I, "ye"er a young man yet," I says. "Faith," he says, "look at me hair," he says,--"young heart, ol"
head. I"ve been at it these twinty year, an" th" good woman"s wantin" to see more iv me thin blowin" into a saucer iv coffee," he says. "I"m goin" to quit," he says, "on"y I want to see wan more good fire," he says. "A rale good ol" hot wan," he says, "with th" win" blowin" f"r it an" a good dhraft in th" ilivator-shaft, an" about two stories, with pitcher-frames an" gasoline an" excelsior, an" to hear th" chief yellin": "Play "way, sivinteen. What th" h.e.l.l an" d.a.m.nation are ye standin" aroun" with that pipe f"r? Is this a fire "r a dam livin"