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Updated: May 11, 2025
To tell how long it takes to cross th' Atlantic compute th' elapsed time fr'm boordin' house to boordin' house. It's fr'm a week to ten days depindin on th' time ye go to bed whin ye come home. Manny a man that come over on a five-day boat has had th' divvle iv a time explainin' to his wife what he did with th' other two days.
"Now fwhat the divvle will that be?" he rasped, pausing, torch in hand, to apostrophize his fireman. The answer came up out of the shadows to the rear on the lips of M'Tosh, the train-master. "You have the Naught-seven to-night, Callahan, and a pretty severe head wind. Can you make your time?"
'Whin ye get through with ye'er barkin', says I, 'I'll throuble ye to tell me what ye may be doin' it f'r, I says. 'I see nawthin' amusin' here but ye'er prisince, I says, 'an' that's not a divvle iv a lot funnier than a wooden leg, I says, f'r I was mad. Afther awhile he come to, an' says he: 'Ye don't raally think, says he, 'that ye'll get a chanct to spring that platform, he says.
"Divvle a shmell of the baste can I see, and me back from furlough-leaf for minnuts. Has the schamer done the two-shtep widout anny flure, as Oi've always foretould? Is ut atin' his vegetables by the roots he now is in the bone-orchard, and me owing the poor bhoy foive shillin'? Where is he?"
They can see it comin'. Befure very long thim little brown hands acrost th' sea will hand us a crack in th' eye an' thin ye'll see throuble." "What's it all about?" asked Mr. Hennessy. "Divvle a thing can I make out iv it," said Mr. Dooley. "Hogan says we've got to fight f'r th' supreemacy iv th' Passyfic.
"Don't sound heady enough for a 'Blow-Out," said the Colonel. "We'll sober up on slumgullion to-morrow." "Anyhow, it's mate I'm wishin' fur," sighed O'Flynn, subsiding among the tin-ware. "What's the good o' the little divvle and his thramps, if he can't bring home a burrud, or so much as the scut iv a rabbit furr the soup?"
"Begorrah, Tom, me hearty, ye shan't git kilt wid that there gashing- tub!" cried Mick, squinting down the hatchway and seeing my predicament. "Pull away, ye young divvle it's you, ye new boy, I'm afther manin' pull away wid a will! Tom, why, sure, don't ye make thet chap alongside ye put his shoulder to it properly?
We got to arn our livin'. An' Havver Gosslin's this side the island an' th' Creux's t'other side, an' th' currents round them points is the very divvle." "That's all right, as long as you land me in Sark." "The very divvle," and the grizzled head wagged reminiscently. "I seen 'em go right up to Casquets and haf-way to Jarsey trying to get across to Sark.
"Pwhat the divvle ails ye?" "Rayspicts to ye, ma'am, and 'tis sorry I am I didn't know 'twas a leddy." "He's not." "Wan o'clock, there or thereabouts." "Faith and he didn't say." "Pwhat name will I be tellin' him?" "Kape ut to yersilf, thin. 'Tis none of me business." "If ye do, I'll not answer. Sure, am I to be climbin' two flights av sthairs iv'ry foive minits "
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