Cap intirely; an" he"s safe f"r another day.
""Tis unforch"nit, but "tis thrue. Th" Fr-rinch ar-re not steady ayether in their politics or their morals. That"s where they get done be th"
hated British. Th" diff"rence in furrin" policies is the diff"rence between a second-rate safe blower an" a first-cla.s.s boonco steerer. Th"
Fr-rinch buy a ton iv dinnymite, spind five years in dhrillin" a hole through a steel dure, blow open th" safe, lose a leg or an ar-rm, an"
get away with th" li"bilities iv th" firm. Th" English dhress up f"r a Methodist preacher, stick a piece iv lead pipe in th" tails iv their coat in case iv emargency, an" get all th" money there is in th" line.
"In th" fr-ront dure comes th" Englishman with a c.o.o.n king on ayether ar-rm that"s jus" loaned him their kingdoms on a prom"ssory note, and discovers th" Fr-rinchman emargin" frim th" roons iv th" safe. "What ar-re ye doin" here?" says th" Englishman. "Robbin" th" naygurs," says th" Fr-rinchman, bein" thruthful as well as polite. "Wicked man," says th" Englishman. "What ar-re ye doin" here?" says the Fr-rinchman.
"Improvin" the morals iv th" inhabitants," says th" Englishman. "Is it not so, Rastus?" he says. "It is," says wan iv th" kings. "I"m a poorer but a betther man since ye came," he says. "Yes," says th" Englishman, "I pro-pose f"r to thruly rayform this onhappy counthry," he says. "This benighted haythen on me exthreme left has been injooced to cut out a good dale iv his wife"s business," he says, "an" go through life torminted be on"y wan spouse," he says. "Th" r-rest will go to wurruk f"r me," he says. "All c.r.a.p games bein" particular onG.o.dly"ll be undher th" con-throl iv th" gover"mint, which," he says, "is me. Policy shops"ll be r-run carefully, an" I"ve appinted Rastus here Writer-in-Waitin" to her Majesty," he says.
""Th" r-rum they dhrink in these par-rts," he says, "is fearful," he says. "What shall we do to stop th" ac-cursed thraffic? Sell thim gin,"
says I. "Tis shameful they shud go out with nawthin" to hide their nakedness," he says. "I"ll fetch thim clothes; but," he says, cas th"
weather"s too war-rum f"r clothes, I"ll not sell thim annything that"ll last long," he says. "If it wasn"t f"r relligion," he says, "I don"t know what th" "ell th" wurruld wud come to," he says. "Who"s relligion?"
says th" Fr-rinchman. "My relligion," says th" Englishman. "These pore, benighted savidges," he says, "ll not be left to yer odjious morals an"
yer hootchy-kootchy school iv thought," he says, "but," he says, "undher th" binif"cint r-rule iv a wise an" thrue gover"mint," he says, "ll be thurly prepared f"r hivin," he says, "whin their time comes to go," he says, "which I thrust will not be long," he says. "So I"ll thank ye to be off," he says, "or I"ll take th" thick end iv the slung-shot to ye,"
he says.
"Th" Fr-rinchman is a br-rave man, an" he"d stay an" have it out on th"
flure; but some wan calls, "A base th" Chinnyman!" an" off he goes on another thrack. An", whin he gets to th" Chinnymen, he finds th"
English"ve abased thim already. An" so he dances fr"m wan par-rt th"
wurruld to another like a riochous an" happy flea, an" divvle th" bit iv progress he makes, on"y thrubble f"r others an" a merry life f"r himsilf."
"If England wint to war with France," said Mr. Hennessy, suddenly, "I"d be f"r France."
"So ye wud, Hinnissy. So ye wud," said Mr. Dooley. "An" I"m not sayin"
that I wudden"t f"aget that I"m an Anglo-Saxon long enough to take wan crack at th" Prince iv Wales with a coupli" pin mesilf."