irrewspective

Updated: May 12, 2025

If the fog lasts, why, the wind'll last too, an we can go up flyin, all sails set; an I'll remuve from my mind, for the time bein, any prejudyce that I have agin wind at sails." "Do you intend to go ashore at Eastport?" "Yes, for a short time jest to make inquiries. It will be a consolation, you know." "Of course." "Then I'll up sail, an away we'll go, irrewspective of tides, across the bay."

James De Mille - Lost in the Fog