MAKING A CABINET.
"I suppose, Jawn," said Mr. Dooley, "ye do be afther a governmint job. Is it council to Athlone or what, I dinnaw?"
"I haven"t picked out the place yet," said Mr. McKenna. "Bill wrote me the day after election about it. He says: "John," he says, "take anything you want that"s not nailed to the wall," he says. He heard of my good work in the Twenty-ninth. We rolled up eight votes in Carey"s precinct, and had five of them counted; and that"s more of a miracle than carrying New York by three hundred thousand."
"It is so," said Mr. Dooley. "It is f"r a fact. Ye must "ve give the clerks an" judges morphine, an" ye desarve great credit. Ye ought to have a place; an" I think ye"ll get wan, if there"s enough to go round among th" Irish Raypublicans. "Tis curious what an effect an iliction has on th" Irish Raypublican vote. In October an Irish Raypublican"s so rare people point him out on th" sthreet, an" women carry their babies to see him. But th" day afther iliction, glory be, ye run into thim ivrywhere,-on th" sthreet-car, in the sthreet, in saloons princ.i.p.ally, an" at th" meetin"s iv th" Raypublican Comity. I"ve seen as manny iv them as twinty in here to-day, an" ivry wan iv thim fit to run anny job in th" governmint, fr"m directin" th" Departmint iv State to carryin" ashes out an" dumpin thim in th" white lot.
"They can"t all have jobs, but they"ve got to be attinded to first; an", whin Mack"s got through with thim, he can turn in an" make up that cabinet iv his. Thin he"ll have throuble iv his own, th" poor man, on"y comin" into fifty thousand a year and rint free. If "twas wan iv th" customs iv th" great raypublic iv ours, Jawn, f"r to appoint th" most competent men f"r th" places, he"d have a mighty small lot f"r to pick fr"m. But, seein" that on"y thim is iligible that are unfit, he has th" divvle"s own time selectin". F"r Sicrety iv State, if he follows all iv what Casey calls recent precidints, he"s limited to ayether a jack-leg counthry lawyer, that has set around Washington f"r twinty years, pickin" up a dollar or two be runnin" errands f"r a foreign imba.s.sy, or a judge that doesn"t know whether th" city of Booloogne-sure-Mere, where Tynan was pinched, is in Boolgahria or th" County Cavan. F"r Sicrety iv th" Threasury he has a choice iv three kinds iv proud and incompetent fi-nanceers. He can ayether take a bank prisident, that "ll see that his little bank an" its frinds doesn"t get th" worst iv it, or a man that cudden"t maintain th" par"ty iv a counthry dhry-good store long enough to stand off th" sheriff, or a broken-down Congressman, that is full iv red liquor half the year, an" has remorse settin" on his chest th" other half.
"On"y wan cla.s.s is iligible f"r Attorney-gin"ral. To fill that job, a man"s got to be a first-cla.s.s thrust lawyer. If he ain"t, th" Lord knows what "ll happen. Be mistake he might prosecute a thrust some day, an" th" whole counthry "ll be rooned. He must be a man competint f"r to avoid such pitfalls an" snares, so "tis th" rule f"r to have him hang on to his job with th" thrust afther he gets to Washington. This keeps him in touch with th" business intherests.
"F"r Sicrety iv War, th" most like wan is some good prisident iv a sthreet-car company. "Tis exthraordinney how a man learns to manage military affairs be auditin" thrip sheets an" rentin" signs in a sthreet-car to chewin" gum imporyums. If Gin"ral Washington iv sacred mimory "d been under a good sthreet-car Sicrety iv War, he"d "ve wore a bell punch to ring up ivry time he killed a Hessian. He wud so, an" they"d "ve kep" tab on him, an", if he thried to wurruk a brother-in-law on thim, they"d give him his time.
"F"r th" Navy Departmint ye want a Southern Congressman fr"m th" cotton belt. A man that iver see salt wather outside iv a pork bar"l "d be disqualified f"r th" place. He must live so far fr"m th" sea that he don"t know a capstan bar fr"m a sheet anchor. That puts him in th" proper position to inspect armor plate f"r th" imminent Carnegie, an" insthruct admirals that"s been cruisin" an" fightin" an" dhrinkin" mint juleps f"r thirty years. He must know th" difference bechune silo an" insilage, how to wean a bull calf, an" th" best way to cure a spavin. If he has that information, he is fixed f"r th" job.
"Whin he wants a good Postmaster-gin-"ral, take ye"er ol" law partner f"r awhile, an", be th" time he"s larned to stick stamps, hist him out, an" put in a school-teacher fr"m a part iv th" counthry where people communicate with each other through a conch. Th" Sicrety iv th" Interior is an important man. If possible, he ought to come fr"m Maine or Florida. At anny rate, he must be a resident iv an Atlantic seacoast town, an" niver been west iv Cohoes. If he gets th" idee there are anny white people in Ann Arbor or Columbus, he loses his job.
"Th" last place on th" list is Sicrety iv Agriculture. A good, lively business man that was born in th" First Ward an" moved to th" Twinty-foorth after th" fire is best suited to this office. Thin he"ll have no prejudices against sindin" a farmer cactus seeds whin he"s on"y lookin" f"r wheat, an" he will have a proper understandin" iv th" importance iv an" early Agricultural Bureau rayport to th" bucket-shops.
"No Prisident can go far away that follows Cleveland"s cabinet appintmints, although it may be hard f"r Mack, bein" new at th" business, to select th" right man f"r th" wrong place. But I"m sure he"ll be advised be his frinds, an" fr"m th" lists iv candydates I"ve seen he"ll have no throuble in findin" timber."
OLD AGE.
"Skatin"," said Mr. Dooley, "was intinded f"r th" young an" gay. "Tis not f"r th" likes iv me, now that age has crept into me bones an" whitened th" head iv me. Divvle take th" rheumatics! An" to think iv me twinty years ago cuttin" capers like a bally dancer, whin th" Desplaines backed up an" th" pee-raires was covered with ice fr"m th" mills to Riverside. Manny"s th" time I done th" thrick, Jawn, me an" th" others; but now I break me back broachin" a kag iv beer, an" th" height iv me daily exercise is to wind th" clock befure turnin" in, an" count up th" cash."
"You haven"t been trying to skate?" Mr. McKenna asked in tones of alarm.
"Not me," said Mr. Dooley. "Not me, but Hinnissy have. Hinnissy, th" gay young man; Hinnissy, th" high-hearted, divvle-may-care sphread-th"-light,-Hinnissy"s been skatin" again. May th" Lord give that man sinse befure he dies! An" he needs it right away. He ain"t got long to live, if me cousin, Misther Justice Dooley, don"t appoint a garjeen f"r him.
"I had no more thought whin I wint over with him that th" silly goat "d thry his pranks thin I have iv flyin" over this here bar mesilf. Hinnissy is-let me see how ol" Hinnissy is. He was a good foot taller thin me th" St. John"s night whin th" comet was in th" sky. Let me see, let me see! Jawn Dorgan was marrid to th" widdy Casey (her that was Dora O"Brien) in th" spring iv fifty-two, an" Mike Callahan wint to Austhreelia in th" winter iv sixty. Hinnissy"s oldest brother was too old to inlist in th" army. Six an" thirty is thirty-six. Twict thirty-six is sivinty-two, less eight is sixty-four, an" nine, carry wan,-let me see. Well, Hinnissy is ol" enough to know betther.
"We wint to th" pond together, an" pa.s.sed th" time iv day with our frinds an" watched th" boys an" girls playin" shinny an" sky-larkin" hand in hand. They come separate, Jawn; but they go home together, thim young wans. I see be his face Spoort Hinnissy was growin" excited. "Sure," says he, "there"s nawthin" like it," he says. "Martin," he says, "I"ll challenge ye to race," he says. "So ye will," says I. "So ye will," I says. "Will ye do it?" says he. "Hinnissy," says I, "come home," I says, "an" don"t disgrace ye"er gray hairs befure th" whole parish," says I. "I"ll have ye to know," says he, "that "tis not long since I cud cut a double eight with anny wan in Bridgeport," he says.
"At that Tom Gallagher"s young fly-be-night joined in; an" says he, "Misther Hinnissy," he says, "if ye"ll go on," he says, "I"ll fetch ye a pair iv skates." "Bring thim along," says Hinnissy. An" he put thim on. Well, Jawn, he sthud up an" made wan step, an" wan iv his feet wint that way an" wan this; an" he thrun his hands in th" air, an" come down on his back. I give him th" merry laugh. He wint clear daft, an" thried to sthruggle to his feet; an", th" more he thried, th" more th" skates wint fr"m undher him, till he looked f"r all th" wurruld like wan iv thim little squirrels that goes roun" on th" wheel in Schneider"s burrud store.
"Gallagher"s lad picked him up an" sthud him on his feet; an" says he, politely, "Come on," he says, "go roun" with me." Mind ye, he took him out to th" middle iv th" pond, Hinnissy movin" like a bridge horse on a slippery thrack; an" th" lad shook him off, an" skated away. "Come back!" says Hinnissy. "Come back!" he says. "Tom, I"ll flay ye alive whin I catch ye on th" sthreet! Come here, like a good boy, an" help me off. Dooley," he roars to me, "ain"t ye goin" to do annything?" he says. "Ne"er a thing," says I, "but go home." "But how "m I goin" to cross?" he says. "Go down on ye"er knees an" crawl," says I. "Foolish man!" I says. An" he done it, Jawn. It took him tin minyits to get down in sections, but he done it. An" I sthud there, an" waited f"r him while he crawled wan block over th" ice, mutterin" prayers at ivry fut.
"I wint home with him aftherwards; an" what d"ye think he said? "Martin," says he, "I"ve been a sinful man in me time; but I niver had th" like iv that f"r a pinance," he says. "Think iv doin" th" stations iv th" cross on th" ice," he says. "Hinnissy," I says, "they"se no crime in th" catalogue akel to bein" old," I says. "Th" nearest thing to it," I says, "is bein" a fool," I says; "an" ye"re both," I says."
THE DIVIDED SKIRT.
"Jawn," said Mr. Dooley, "did ye iver hear th" puzzle whin a woman"s not a woman?"
"Faith, I have," said Mr. McKenna. "When I was a kid, I knew the answer."
"Ye didn"t know this answer," said Mr. Dooley. "Whin is a woman not a woman? "Twas give to me las" Satthurdah night be young Callaghan, th" sthreet-car man that have all th" latest jokes that does be out. Whin is a woman not a woman? mind ye. Whin"s she"s on a bicycle, by dad. Yes, yes. Whin she"s on a bicycle, Jawn. D"ye know Molly Donahue?"
"I know her father," said Mr. McKenna.
"Well, well, the dacint man sint his daughter Molly to have a convint schoolin"; an" she larned to pa.s.s th" b.u.t.ther in Frinch an" to paint all th" chiny dishes in th" cubb"rd, so that, whin Donahue come home wan night an" et his supper, he ate a green paint ha-arp along with his cabbage, an" they had to sind f"r Docthor Hinnissy f"r to pump th" a-art work out iv him. So they did. But Donahue, bein" a quite man, niver minded that, but let her go on with her do-se-does an" bought her a bicycle. All th" bicycles th" poor man had himsilf whin he was her age was th" dhray he used to dhrive f"r Comiskey; but he says, "Tis all th" thing," he says. "Let th" poor child go her way," he says to his wife, he says. "Honoria," he says, "she"ll get over it."
"No wan knowed she had th" bicycle, because she wint out afther dark an" practised on it down be th" dump. But las" Friday ev"nin", lo an" behold, whin th" r-road was crowded with people fr"m th" brick-yards an" th" gas-house an" th" mills, who shud come ridin" along be th" thracks, b.u.mpin" an" holdin" on, but Molly Donahue? An" dhressed! How d"ye suppose she was dhressed? In pa-ants, Jawn avick. In pa-ants. Oh, th" shame iv it! Ivry wan on th" sthreet stopped f"r to yell. Little Julia Dorgan called out, "Who stole Molly"s dhress?" Ol" man Murphy was settin" asleep on his stoop. He heerd th" noise, an" woke up an" set his bull tarrier Lydia Pinkham on her. Malachi Dorsey, vice-prisident iv th" St. Aloysius Society, was comin" out iv th" German"s, an" see her. He put his hands to his face, an" wint back to th" house.
"But she wint b.u.mpin" on, Jawn, till she come up be th" house. Father Kelly was standin" out in front, an" ol" man Donahue was layin" down th" law to him about th" tariff, whin along come th" poor foolish girl with all th" kids in Bridgeport afther her. Donahue turned white. "Say a pather an" avy quick," he says to the priest. Thin he called out to his wife. "Honoria," he says, "bring a bar"l," he says. "Molly has come away without annything on," he says, "but Sarsfield"s pa-ants." Thin he turned on his daughter. "May th" Lord forgive ye, Molly Donahue," he says, "this night!" he says. "Child, where is ye"er dhress?" "Tut, tut!" says th" good man. "Molly," he says, "ye look well on that there bicycle," he says. "But "tis th" first time I ever knowed ye was bow-legged," he says, says th" soggarth aroon.
"Well, sir, she wint into th" house as if she"d been shot fr"m a gun, an" th" nex" mornin" I see Doheny"s express wagon haulin" th" bicycle away."
"Didn"t Father Kelly do anything about it?" asked Mr. McKenna.
"No," replied Mr. Dooley. "There was some expicted she"d be read fr"m th" altar at high ma.s.s, but she wasn"t."
A BIT OF HISTORY.
Mr. McKenna found Mr. Dooley standing at the end of his bargain counter with the gla.s.ses on the tip of his nose. He was in deep contemplation of a pile of green paper which he was thumbing over.
"Jawn," said he, as Mr. McKenna walked over and looked on curiously, "d"ye know a good man that I cud thrust to remodel th" shop?"
"And what"s got into you?" asked Mr. McKenna.
"Im goin" to have two large mirrors put on th" side an" wan below. Thin I"m goin" to have th" ceilin" painted green, an" a bull-yard table put in th" back room. "Twill be a place to par"lyze ye whin it is through with."
"And what "ll pay for it?" asked Mr. McKenna, in blank amazement.
"This," said Mr. Dooley, whacking the pile before him. "Here"s twinty thousand dollars iv th" bonds iv th" raypublic. They bear inthrest at twinty-five per cint; an" they"re signed be Xavier O"Malley, Pagan O"Leary (th" wicked man), an" O"Brien, th" threeasurer. Me cousin Mike put thim up with me f"r a loan iv five. He wurruked in th" threeasurer"s office; an", whin th" polis broke up th" Irish rivolution, he put on his coat an" stuck a month"s bond issue in his pocket. "They"ll come in handy wan day," he says; for he was a philosopher, if he did take a dhrop too much. Whin he give me th" bonds, he says, says he, "Hol" to thim," he says, "an" some time or other they"ll make a rich man iv ye." Jawn, I feel th" time has come. Cleveland"s on th" rampage; an", if Ireland ain"t a raypublic befure a month, I"ll give ye these here doc.u.ments f"r what I paid on thim. I have me information fr"m Hinnissy, an" Hinnissy have it fr"m Willum Joyce, an" ye know how close Joyce is to Finerty. Hinnissy was in last night. "Well," says I, "what"s th" news?" I says. "News?" says he. "They"se on"y wan thing talked about," he says. "We"re goin" to have a war with England," he says. "An" th" whole Irish army has inlisted," he says. "Has Finerty gone in?" says I. "He has," he says. "Thin," says I, "tis all off with th" Sa.s.senach. We"ll run thim fr"m th" face iv th" earth," I says. "Tis th" prisint intintion iv mesilf to hire a good big tug an" put a hook into Ireland, an" tow it over th" big dhrink, an" anchor it ayether in th" harbor iv New York or in th" lake.
"D"ye know, Jawn, "twas Cleveland that definded th" Fenians whin they was took up f"r invadin" Canada. "Twas so. He was not much in thim days,-a kid iv a lawyer, like Doheny"s youngest, with a lot iv hair an" a long coat an" a hungry look. Whin th" Fenians come back fr"m Canada in a boat an" landed in th" city iv Buf-falo, New York, they was all run in; an" sare a lawyer cud they get to defind thim till this here Cleveland come up, an" says he: "I"ll take th" job," he says. "I"ll go in an" do th" best I can f"r ye." Me uncle Mike was along with thim, an" he looked Cleveland over; an" says he: "Ye"ll do th" best ye can f"r us," he says, "will ye?" he says. "Well," he says, "I"ll take no chances," he says. "Sind f"r th" desk sergeant," he says. "I"m goin" to plead guilty an" turn informer," he says. "Tis lucky f"r Cleveland me uncle died befure he r-run f"r President. He"d "ve had wan vote less.
"I"ll niver forget th" night me uncle Mike come back fr"m Canada. Ye know he was wan iv th" most des"prit Fenians that iver lived; an", whin th" movement begun, he had to thread on no wan"s shadow befure he was off f"r th" battle. Ivry wan in town knew he was goin"; an" he wint away with a thrunk full iv bottles an" all th" good wishes iv th" neighborhood, more be reason iv th" fact that he was a boistherous man whin he was th" worse f"r wear, with a bad habit iv throwin" bricks through his neighbors" windys. We cud see him as th" thrain moved out, walkin" up an" down th" aisle, askin" iv there was anny Englishman in th" car that "d like to go out on th" platform an" rowl off with him.
"Well, he got up in New York an" met a lot iv other des"prite men like himsilf, an" they wint across th" bordher singin" songs an" carryin" on, an" all th" militia iv New York was undher ar-rms; f"r it "d been just like thim to turn round an" do their fightin" in New York. "Twas little me uncle Mike cared where he fought.
"But, be hook or crook, they got to where th" other Fenians was, an" jined th" army. They come fr"m far an" near; an" they were young an" old, poor lads, some iv thim bent on sthrikin" th" blow that "d break th" back iv British tyranny an" some jus" crazed f"r fightin". They had big guns an" little guns an" soord canes an" pitchforks an" scythes, an" wan or two men had come over armed with baseball bats. They had more gin"rals thin ye cud find in a Raypublican West Town convintion, an" ivry private was at laste a colonel. They made me uncle Mike a brigadier gin"ral. "That "ll do f"r a time," says he; "but, whin th" fun begins, I"ll pull Dorney off his horse, an" be a major gin"ral," he says. An" he"d "ve done it, too, on"y they was no fightin".
"They marched on, an" th" British run away fr"m thim; an", be hivins, me uncle Mike cud niver get a shot at a redcoat, though he searched high an" low f"r wan. Thin a big rain-storm come, an" they was no tents to protect thim; an" they set aroun", shiverin" an" swearin". Me uncle Mike was a bit iv a politician; an" he organized a meetin" iv th" lads that had come over with him, an" sint a comity to wait on th" major gin"ral. "Dorney," says me uncle Mike, f"r he was chairman iv th" comity, "Dorney," he says, "me an" me a.s.sociated warriors wants to know," he says. "What d"ye mane?" says Dorney. "Ye brought us up here," says me uncle Mike, "to fight the British," he says. "If ye think," he says, "that we come over," he says, "to engage in a six days" go-as-you-please walkin" match," he says, "ye"d betther go an" have ye"er head looked into," he says. "Have ye anny British around here? Have ye e"er a Sa.s.senach concealed about ye"er clothes?" he says. "We can"t do annything if they won"t stand f"r us," says Dorney. "Thin," says me uncle Mike, "I wash me hands iv th" whole invasion," he says. "I"ll throuble ye f"r me voucher," he says. "I"m goin back to a counthry where they grow men that "ll stand up an" fight back," he says; an" he an" his la-ads wint over to Buf-falo, an" was locked up f"r rivolution.
"Me uncle Mike come home on th" b.u.mpers iv a freight car, which is th" way most rivolutioners come home, excipt thim that comes home in th" baggage car in crates. "Uncle Mike," says I to him, "what"s war like, annyhow?" "Well," says he, "in some rayspicts it is like missin" th" last car," he says; "an" in other rayspicts "tis like gettin" gay in front iv a polis station," he says. An", by dad, whin I come to think what they call wars nowadays, I believe me uncle Mike was right. "Twas different whin I was a lad. They had wars in thim days that was wars."