Short stories, American; United States -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
“So I go, and then for the first eet is pleasant: the weend blow
carefully; the little can-ooo jump oopon the water. But now there comes
a large cloud. The weend he blow not so carefully. I am far from home.
On the shore, Señor Córdova and hees ladies make observacion with a
telescope. It is sad, I think, that they can see me so plain, yet am
I upon thees stormy ocean. Of what avail is the telescope, if I am to
shipwreck the can-ooo? Ah! I would not at that time that I had the
ancestors of so cour-rrageous. Eet ees one of them who make Rolando
see hees feeneesh. Out oopon these violent water I am cara á cara with
the ma’neefeecent past. Shall I to turn the back upon the perilous?
Die, then, the thought! Beside, that moment may the Señorita Margarita
be with the beautiful eye at the telescope. So I am gay; I smile,
as though I mek enjoyment of the terrrible bouncing of that little
can-ooo; I sing areea from _Fra Diavolo_--ti-ti-tee-tum-te-tee! But
at heart I regret mooch. What is a can-ooo, for the most? Eet ees not
so strong as paper; eet ees a small, little boat that thees wave who
shake hees teeth at me may devour at a bite. And then, alas! comes in a
wave--ta! Ah, veree cold! Veree damp! With my hat I mek attempt to hurl
the water outdoors. Comes another wave--another. I labor desperate; eet
weel not do. Eet ees not enough. The can-ooo is sinking. Bimeby I am
to sit in the water. It happen. Then I am to clasp the can-ooo with my
arm, for in the both end of eet exists an air-tink--a box made of iron
which hold the air, that the can-ooo may remain upon the water.
“The stern of that can-ooo go down first; glides the large rocks for
ballass to where I am sitting. Thees I am to t’row out. Pah! When I
bend to catch heem, comes a large wave right down my neck.
“There am I, then, clasping that can-ooo passionately, only hees end
sticking up from the water. Those large stone hold the other end
downright.
“At once I think, ‘Córdova shall survey t’rough hees telescope, and
send to me assistance.’ But on the second thought I see eet ees not to
be. I have mek sooch large talk of what I may do with that can-ooo that
Córdova shall think: ‘Thees ees novelty American. My friend shows me
all! What devils are thees Americans, to swim in a boat standing oop in
the water? Who shall presentiment their leemitaciones?’ And he shall
call hees neighbors to see the es-pectacle. Everybody shall come and
remark, ‘Ah! Meeracoolous!’ and shake hees head.
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