one o'clock
Afther th ' gallant lads in blue an ' gold has got through , a wathry-eyed clerk named Perkins H. Something-or-other , sets down an ' figures out th ' victhry . Th ' man behind th ' fountain pen is th ' boy . It 's up to him whether th ' stars an ' sthripes still floats over an onconquered people or whether five pfennigs is th ' price iv a dhrink in New York . He sets on his high stool an ' says he : ` Five times eight is twinty-nine , subthract three f ' r th ' duchess , a quarther to one o'clock an ' eighty miles fr 'm Narragansett pier is two-an ' - a-half , plus th ' load-wather-line iv th ' saloon companionway , akel to two-fifths iv th ' differentyal tangent . Huroo ! Misther Sicrety , ye can go home an ' tell ye'er wife th ' counthry 's safe . ' He has to be a smart man .