MR DOOLEY IN PEACE & WAR (Prairie State Books) [Paperback]

Finley Peter Dunne (Author)

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Series: Prairie State Books | Publication Date: October 1, 1988

Welcome to Mr. Dooley's place, a neighborhood saloon in the working-class community of Bridgeport, located on Chicago's near southwest side. Here matters of the gravest import are perused with homespun philosophy and good cheer. Covering the waterfront from Mack's (President McKinley's) foreign policies and political appointments to the Alaskan gold rush and juvenile delinquency, Martin T. Dooley holds forth from behind the bar, benevolently dispensing equal portions of wisdom and comical misunderstanding. As Charlie McCarthy is to Edgar Bergen, so is Martin T. Dooley to newspaper humorist Finley Peter Dunne. "Mr. Dooley in Peace and in War", originally published in 1898, collects brief, humorous pieces Dunne wrote for the "Chicago Evening Post" and the "Chicago Journal". In an Irish-American dialect as thick as the foam on a pint of stout, Mr. Dooley and his friends discuss the military "sthrateejy" for American action in Cuba, "iliction" day shenanigans, Queen Victoria's jubilee, the "new woman," and the strange American sport of football, in which a player puts "a pair iv matthresses on his legs, a pillow behind, [and] a mask over his nose" and tries to kill his fellow men. Through his tall tales and speculations, Mr. Dooley reveals the pleasure and pain of being Irish in Chicago at the turn of the twentieth century. Clothed in the charming hyperbole and mislocution of the unflappable Mr. Dooley, Dunne's incisive social criticism flies unerringly to the target, exposing prejudice, hypocrisy, insensitivity, and plain old-fashioned humbug.

--This text refers to an alternate Paperback edition.

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"It is a disgrace to American scholarship that [Dunne] is not studied, and thus republished and enjoyed on a par with Mark Twain and Ambrose Bierce." -- Jacques Barzun, From Dawn to Decadence --This text refers to an alternate Paperback edition.

Product Details

• Paperback: 147 pages
• Publisher: University of Illinois Press (October 1, 1988)
• Language: English
• ISBN-10: 0252060407
• ISBN-13: 978-0252060403
• Product Dimensions: 8.4 x 5.8 x 0.7 inches
• Shipping Weight: 12.6 ounces
• Average Customer Review: 4.0 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (2 customer reviews)
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7 of 7 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars Mr.Dooley-publican and public philosopher., October 20, 2004

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M. Robson (Northumberland.England) - See all my reviews
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This review is from: Mr. Dooley in Peace and in War (Paperback)

Finley Peter Dunne(1867-1936),a Chicago Irish-American newspaperman, was the creator of "Martin Dooley",saloonkeeper on Chicago's "Archey Road"(based on the real Irish district of Archer Avenue),who became the most famous fictional commentator and "popular philosopher" in America from the 1890's up to World War One.The Mr Dooley essays, written in a now archaic Irish brogue,appeared in newspapers and popular monthly magazines,and were eagerly read by everyone,from Presidents McKinley and Roosevelt down.Mr Dooley's opinions and ruminations brought a sane, witty, wise and humorous analysis to bear on numerous subjects and controversies,ranging over politics sports and hobbies,personalities and cultural trends of all kinds.Dunne's Mr.Dooley is both a friend of the poor and dispossessed,and a good natured realist about political schemes to "improve" humanity.
"Mr.Dooley in peace and in war"(1898),was the first book collection of the essays which had appeared in newspapers and magazines.It was a response to Mr.Dooley's arrival as a national phenomenon,after his few years as a local Chicago celebrity, which followed the huge success of the essay "On his cousin George",which dealt with Commodore George Dewey's triumph in the naval battle of Manila bay during the Spanish-American war.The collection is approximately half on subjects relating to this war, and half on other topics(hence the title).
To enjoy Mr.Dooley properly,it is first necessary to become accustomed to the dialect brogue used.This is a little daunting at first,but is fairly easy to get used to-and a reasonable knowledge of life,culture and politics in the late nineteenth and early twentieth century is obviously an asset.The latter applies to quite a lot of this collection,with its emphasis on the war with Spain and discussions on the currency issue,populist politics etc.Dunne's next book,"Mr.Dooley in the hearts of his countrymen", is a collection which may in some ways be more immediately accessable to modern readers, as it contains a lot of Dunne's earlier essays on more general subjects-the police,opera, ghosts etc,which can be appreciated entirely without the specific background knowledge of the events being referred to in say,Dunne's "political" essays.
Dunne may now be an aquired taste,but he is an invaluable guide and mentor,both for students of his era,and seekers after deep truths about human nature and the world. By way of an introduction,just read one of these essays "On criminals" and you,like me,should want to hear from the sage of Archey road.

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3.0 out of 5 stars dated, March 1, 2003

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Orrin C. Judd "brothersjudddotcom" (Hanover, NH USA) - See all my reviews
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This review is from: Mr. Dooley in Peace and in War (Paperback)

Finley Peter Dunne was famed both for his sportswriting, covering the Chicago White Sox, and for his humorous columns featuring the imaginary
saloonkeeper, Mr. Dooley, who would spout his "wisdom" in a broken Irish brogue. Dunne had been writing these essays for nearly a decade when the
Spanish-American War came and his (and Mr. Dooley's) criticism of it, as an imperialist enterprise, won him a national readership, plaudits from
intellectuals, and friendship with folks like Mark Twain and, improbably, with arch-imperialist Teddy Roosevelt.

The essays rely heavily on wringing humor from dialect, something that got laughs more reliably in that era of minstrel shows and the like. What's most
interesting today about their politics is that they're of a piece with Conrad's Heart of Darkness and Orwell's Shooting an Elephant, in that they're
anti-imperialist because of the effect it will have on the colonizers, rather than the colonized. Here's a representative sample:

**Wan iv the worst things about this here war is th' way it's makin' puzzles f'r our poor, tired heads. Whin I wint into it, I thought all I'd have to
do was to set up here behind th' bar with a good tin-cint see-gar in me teeth, an' toss dinnymite bombs into th' hated city iv Havana. But look
at me now. Th' war is still goin' on; an' ivry night, whin I'm countin' up the cash, I'm askin' mesilf will I annex Cubia or lave it to the Cubians?
Will I take Porther Ricky or put it by? An' what shud I do with the Ph'lippeens? Oh, what shud I do with thim? I can't annex thim because I
don't know where they ar-re. I can't let go iv thim because some wan else'll take thim if I do. They are eight thousan' iv thim islands, with a
popylation iv wan hundherd millyon naked savages; an' me bedroom's crowded now with me an' th' bed. How can I take thim in, an' how on
earth am I goin' to cover th' nakedness iv thim savages with me wan shoot iv clothes? An' yet 'twud break me heart to think iv givin' people I
niver see or heerd tell iv back to other people I don't know. An', if I don't take thim, Schwartzmeister down th' sthreet, that has half me thrade
already, will grab thim sure.

"It ain't that I'm afraid iv not doin' th' r-right thing in th' end, Hinnissy. Some mornin' I'll wake up an' know jus' what to do, an' that I'll do. But
'tis th' annoyance in th' mane time. I've been r-readin' about th' counthry. 'Tis over beyant ye'er left shoulder whin ye're facin' east. Jus'
throw ye'er thumb back, an' ye have it as ac'rate as anny man in town. 'Tis farther thin Boohlgahrya an' not so far as Blewchoochoo. It's near
Chiny, an' it's not so near; an', if a man was to bore a well through fr'm Goshen, Indianny, he might sthrike it, an' thin again he might not. It's a
poverty-sthricken counthry, full iv goold an' precious stones, where th' people can pick dinner off th' threes an' ar-re starvin' because they
have no step-ladders. Th' inhabitants is mostly naygurs an' Chinnymen, peaceful, industhrus, an' law-abidin', but savage an' bloodthirsty in
their methods. They wear no clothes except what they have on, an' each woman has five husbands an' each man has five wives. Th' r-rest
goes into th' discard, th' same as here. Th' islands has been ownded be Spain since befure th' fire; an' she's threated thim so well they're now
up in ar-rms again her, except a majority iv thim which is thurly loyal. Th' natives seldom fight, but whin they get mad at wan another they
r-run-a-muck. Whin a man r-runs-a-muck, sometimes they hang him an' sometimes they discharge him an' hire a new motorman. Th'
women ar-re beautiful, with languishin' black eyes, an' they smoke see-gars, but ar-re hurried an' incomplete in their dhress. I see a pitcher
iv wan th' other day with nawthin' on her but a basket of cocoanuts an' a hoop-skirt. They're no prudes. We import juke, hemp, cigar
wrappers, sugar, an' fairy tales fr'm th' Ph'lippeens, an' export six-inch shells an' th' like. Iv late th' Ph'lippeens has awaked to th' fact that
they're behind th' times, an' has received much American amminition in their midst. They say th' Spanyards is all tore up about it.

"I larned all this fr'm th' papers, an' I know 'tis sthraight. An' yet, Hinnissy, I dinnaw what to do about th' Ph'lippeens. An' I'm all alone in th'
wurruld. Ivrybody else has made up his mind. Ye ask anny con-ducthor on Ar-rchy R-road, an' he'll tell ye. Ye can find out fr'm the papers;
an', if ye really want to know, all ye have to do is to ask a prom'nent citizen who can mow all th' lawn he owns with a safety razor. But I don't
know."**

There are some mild chuckles there and you get a sense of how the Mr. Dooley character enabled him to prick America's civilizing pretensions rather gently. On the other hand, Mr. Dooley seems
right, even know, not to know what we should have been doing in places like the Philippines and Cuba. The former seems to have benefitted significantly from our involvement, even if its people
resented us, and the latter would certainly have fared better had we gotten reinvolved as recently as forty years ago. Yet, if you look at how ambivalent we all are about the prospects for
democratizing the Middle East and about whether that's even a fit role for the U.S., you have to wonder if we can ever resolve the tension between our desire to "do good" and out fear of being
morally tainted by our involvement with cultures so clearly "other". One's admiration for Mr. Dunne ends up being tempered by the knowledge that what he's making fun of something that's actually
rather admirable in our national character, our uneasiness over our role as the world's crusader for peace and democracy.