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Show FINNEGANJSPHILOSOPHY On the Merry-Qo-Round. "Faith an' now Wilson's for protection. pro-tection. Four yenr ngono he was agin It, for It was agin tho constychooshun. Now that bo Is for It, that Immortal Instrument has also changed Its mind. Ho mnkes me bead shwlni. "Hut I've good company. Hryan an' Onrrlson, tho civil service Dlmycrnts, and the rale Dlmycrnts, the" I'assj lists mi the vulgar sowls that's none 'Too Proud to Fight' they've nil been on tho Merry-go-round. Somo Iv thlni turned .sick. " 'God bless ye yo'ro a good man, but ye make mo dizzy,' says Hryan, leppln' from tho Hobby Horse and run-nln' run-nln' for tho woods. 'I've n glnywino rnygrlt at losln' ye,' snys Wudthrow throwln' him n Cocked-Hot Iv the vintage vin-tage of 1000. " 'Here's tho Army bill,' snys Garrison. Garri-son. 'How docs It suit?' he axes, "'Fine,' says Wudthrow, 'barrln a few changes.' 'Ye'll redraw It,' ho snys, 'to provide, snys he, 'voluntary 'volun-tary unlvcrsnl service In n Federal Mlllshy,' says he, 'conthrolled bo the stntes,' says he; W recruited be splrltlal com-pulslon,' says he. 'It shuil bo nayther too largo nor too smnll,' snys ho; 'or maybe both, ho says; 'an' the nmmynltlon,' says he, 'must be nayther too much nor too little,' snys he. 'I've to seo Hay, before be-fore I decide the dnytnles, for 'tis me J'ooty to knpo nn open mind,' says Wudthrow. "'Stop tho music nnd lave mo off,' says Garrison. 'Aro ye crnzy or am I?' Garrison moans, lnyln' on his bnck an' gazln' wildly at th nky. 'God bless ye.' says Wudthrow. 'I've a near-real rnygrlt at losln' you,' ho snys. And as Garrison bents It to .Tarsey the Merry-Go-Hound plays a side step. "'F'what Iv tho Navy?' says Kltchln. 'It sbud bo thruly adequate Ivry-where,' Ivry-where,' says tho Great Idayllst, 'except 'ex-cept In Montnny, whero we need no Navy,' says he, 'and In St. Louejv where It shud bo tho biggest In the world. We'll be none exthrnvagant like thlni Hnypubllcans,' says he, 'so here's tho Dlmycrnt bill ye'll pass, says he. "'Hut this snmo Is tho Hnypubll-enn's Hnypubll-enn's bill,' snys Kltchln, stnrln'. 'Ye'll go nn pass It, snys Wudthrow, pounding pound-ing tho desk. 'Hooray,' says tho black Itaj publicans votln' for tho bill. 'Do I dream,' says Kltchln. 'If I Ivor drank, I'd t'Ink I wus boozed,' says Kltchln In n thrembllu' vice. And ho falls off. "'How nbout the Army bill?' nxes Hay. " 'Thorough an' Instnnt preparation for dellnso must he tho wurd,' snys Wudthrow, wld heroic rls'lutlon In his eye. " 'I hnve hero a 1)111,' snys Hay, 'pro-vldln' 'pro-vldln' for mi Increnso lv live hundther men n jenr for twlnty year,' he snys; 'nn' nmynlshun for six hours' nckshun,' ho snys, "twill innko us safe from Maddygasker, measles, muckrnkln', mtllt-rlsm nnd mnrltal InlldeHty,' ho nys, 'an we'll catch Vllly before ho dies nv ho donn't die before wo catch him,' snys Hay. " 'Ihnbrnco me,' says Wilson.- 'Oh Hay nfthor nil preparedness Is n matther lv the heart nn' not of guns or forts. Did Cleveland lvlr glvo yo a Job?' ho axes, stoppln' short like. "'Dlvll n wan,' says Hay. 'Thin,' says Wudthrow shakln' the both lv Hay's hnnds cordial like, 'for yer pntrl-: pntrl-: otic service In so bravely slpportln' me policies,' ho snys, 'in all their phrases,' he says, 'I mako n Judge lv ye'he,' says ho, 'as well as yer frlnd that ye put In tho Joker,' says tho I'rlsldlnt. 'Ilowly Saints,' snys the preparation Slnltors. "'I'h'whnt does this mean at all at nil?' they nxes. Tvo tho wan thrnck mind, snys the Presldlnt, 'an' yo go all through me trnln Iv thought before yo come to tho pork car,' says he, 'Aro ye on?' nxes tho Apostle lv Common Counsels. "'We're on,' snys tho Slnltors, falling fall-ing off. An' the Merry-Go-Hound plays u Wilson Wnltz, (which yo know, Jnwn, Is wnn step forward, two steps back, hesltnto nn' sidestep). An' Tumulty Tu-multy goes out to spread tho glnd tldlu's that the preparation p'rado will bo led be the I'resldlnt In person. " 'How does ho snvo his face?" asked Malumphy. "Wld his mouth," responded Flnne-gan Flnne-gan dryly. |