"Dot's vot it is all day long--don't you yonder I go crazy?
First it is sideboards and den it is vooden saints.

Here you, Bobby! Come inside vunce! I vant to ask you sometings." "Say the rest, Skeesicks," returned the boy, eying the stranger.
"Has your mudder got empty dot room yet ?" "Yep--the shyster got to swearin', and the mother wouldn't stand for it and she fired him.

We ain't keepin' no house o' refuge nor no station parlor fer bums.

Holy Moses! look at the guy that's been robbin' a church! And see the nose on him all busted! Have ye started them mugs ?" Kling cleared the air with his fat hands as the boy made for the door, and turned to his visitor once more.

"Dot boy make me deaf vid his noise like a fire-engine! Now, vunce more.