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Ivy Day in the Committee Room
“ItisbecauseColgan’saworking—manyousaythat?What’sthedifferencebetweenagoodhonestbricklayerandapublican—eh?Hasn’ttheworking-manasgoodarighttobeintheCorporationasanyoneelse—ay,andabetterrightthanthoseshoneensthatarealwayshatinhandbeforeanyfellowwithahandletohisname?Isn’tthatso,Mat?”saidMr.Hynes,addressingMr.O’Connor.
“Ithinkyou’reright,”saidMr.O’Connor.
“Onemanisaplainhonestmanwithnohunker-slidingabouthim.Hegoesintorepresentthelabourclasses.Thisfellowyou’reworkingforonlywantstogetsomejoborother.”
“0fcourse,theworking-classesshouldberepresented,”saidtheoldman.
“Theworking-man,”saidMr.Hynes,“getsallkicksandnohalfpence.Butit’slabourproduceseverything.Theworkingmanisnotlookingforfatjobsforhissonsandnephewsandcousins.Theworking-manisnotgoingtodragthehonourofDublininthemudtopleaseaGermanmonarch.”
“How’sthat?”saidtheoldman.
“Don’tyouknowtheywanttopresentanaddressofwelcometoEdwardRexifhecomesherenextyear?Whatdowewantkowtowingtoaforeignking?”
“Ourmanwon’tvotefortheaddress,”saidMr.O’Connor.“HegoesinontheNationalistticket.”
“Won’the?”saidMr.Hynes.“Waittillyouseewhetherhewillornot.Iknowhim.
