Dutchman. Yaw! so now I do; but, lor, I’ve no telescope. What do you think it is?
Negro. Big ship! big ship! Maybe a man-o’-war.
Dutchman. Do you think she’s a-coming this way?
Negro. I do.
Enter Irishman.
Irishman. Arrah, my boys, glad you’re here. Have you seen a steamship come along?
Dutchman. Vell, yes; von in the distance—right over there.
Irishman. Arrah, that is good! My old lady will be pleased now.
Dutchman. Vy, Paddy, vot great event is on now?
Irishman. Nothing, only my wife made me send over to old Ireland for her mother to come on, and she hurried me off this morning to look out for the good ship.