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Updated: May 5, 2025
Over them all stood the exorbitant Corrigan, harrying them like the captain of a galley crew. He paid them so little that most of the gang, work as they might, earned little more than food and tobacco; many of them were in debt to him. Corrigan boarded them all in the grub-boat, and gave them good grub, for he got it back in work. Martin Burney was furthest behind of all.
One was his pipe, the other was an ecstatic hope that there would be no Speedways to build on the other side of Jordan. At meal times he would let the other men go first into the grub-boat, and then he would go down on his hands and knees, grovelling fiercely upon the ground where they had been sitting, trying to find some stray crumbs of tobacco.
They were constructing the Speedway along the west bank of the Harlem River. The grub-boat of Dennis Corrigan, sub-contractor, was moored to a tree on the bank. Twenty-two men belonging to the little green island toiled there at the sinew-cracking labour. One among them, who wrought in the kitchen of the grub-boat was of the race of the Goths.
"'Why not send it down the flume? asts Jess, timid-like. I could see she was jest crazy about gittin' it. "'Oh, the flume is old, an' it's rotten in places, an' such a heavy load might go through. "'Why, it holds up the grub-boat all right, says Jess 'Oh, if I could only have that pianner down here! I can play a little already, an' I'd l'arn a lot. I'd practise eight hours a day.
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