Men of No Property
“We were drawn together by a power as strange as the moon’s upon the tide, and for a little moment gave one another succor. Then came Dennis home. And which of us dared live till spring?
Yet the tulips are in bloom around the Battery.
“And so, after all, all’s well, sister of mine?”
“Ach, God help us, what is well? And when in the world’s turnin’ ever was all well? All’s well enough.”
“It must be. You named the child Fernando.”
“’Tis a saint’s name—Ferdinand or Fernando.”
“I’ve heard it said the... church would canonize the mayor if that would flatter him.”
“The spoutin’ of bigots, that, though I dare say there’s worse in heaven than His Honor.”
“And some say better in hell. Is it true he will hire none but Irish?”
“A thousand Irishmen got work this winter who’d of died without it, true enough.”
“And is it true they’re paying a little off their wage into the mayor’s fund?”
“When the rich are buyin’ power, would you begrudge the poor a hap’orth of privilege?”MoreLess
Yet the tulips are in bloom around the Battery.
“And so, after all, all’s well, sister of mine?”
“Ach, God help us, what is well? And when in the world’s turnin’ ever was all well? All’s well enough.”
“It must be. You named the child Fernando.”
“’Tis a saint’s name—Ferdinand or Fernando.”
“I’ve heard it said the... church would canonize the mayor if that would flatter him.”
“The spoutin’ of bigots, that, though I dare say there’s worse in heaven than His Honor.”
“And some say better in hell. Is it true he will hire none but Irish?”
“A thousand Irishmen got work this winter who’d of died without it, true enough.”
“And is it true they’re paying a little off their wage into the mayor’s fund?”
“When the rich are buyin’ power, would you begrudge the poor a hap’orth of privilege?”MoreLess
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