The Arkansas advocate., 1836-08-12

But oceans of punch, and rivers of rum,
 Await the sailor at Fidlers Green.
 At Fdler's Green where seamen trle
 When here they've done their duty,
 The bowl of grog shall still renew, And pledge to love and beauty
 "We reeed of, Billy,' cried Jemmy Ducks finish ing with flourish his fiddle, and refrain of the air sl don't think shall meet ham and his dog at Fid- l ler's Green--heh'
 "No," replied Short, taking his pipe from his lip. "No, no, Jemmy, a seaman true means in hear, as well as in knowledge; but, like blind fiddler, he'll be led by his dog somewhere ese"
 krem were de deg did from observed Jaii- sen.
 The band now struck up again. and played waltz, asdance new to our country, but older than the hep tarchy. Jansen with his pipe in his mouth took of the by the waist and secred round the about as eisurely as capstern heavng up. Dick Short also took another, made four turns, reeed up against Duchman who was doing it with sang trotd, and then suddenly left his partner and dropped into his chair.
 q say, Jemmy," said Obadiah Coble, s'why don't you give girl a twist roundl"
 "Because 1 cant. 0by; my compasses ar'n't long enough to describe circle. You and are better here, old boy. l, because Pve very little legs, and you because you havn't leg to stand upon.o "Very true--not quite so young as was forty years ago. Howsotneyer, mean this to be my last vessel. shall bear up for of the London dock yards as rigger."
 "Yes, thatll do; only keep clear of the grt-lines, you're too stiff for thatn
 "No, that would not exactly tell; shall pick my own work, and that's where can bring my arry trow- sers to an anchor-mousing the main stay or pudden- ing the anchor, with the best of any. Dick lend us bit of baccy."
 Short pulled out his box without saying word. Co., ble took quid and Short thrust the box again into his pocket.
 In the time the waltz continued, and being a fayorte dance, there were about fifty couple going round and round the room. Such the variety in the dress, country language, and appearance of the parties colietted, that you might have imagined it masquerade. It vas, however, getting late, and Frau Vandersoosh had received the ntmation of the people of the police who supentend these resorts, that the time for shutting up; so, that although the widow was sorry on her own accotnt to dlsperse merry and so thirsty party as they were now becoming, soon as the waltz ended the musicians packed up their instruments and departed. This signal for many, but by no means for all, to depart for music being over, and the house doors closed, few who remained provided they made no disturbance, not nerfered with by the police. Among those who said were the party from the Yung- ffau two American and some Prussian sailors. Having closed up together,
 ''Come," cried Jemmy, "now that we are quiet again, let's have another song and who is 1t to be? Dick Short!n
 ''Short, my boy, come, you must sing.u
 "No," replied Short
 .Yes, yes--one verse; said Spurey
 "He never sings more,' replied Jemmy Ducks, "so he must give us that. Come, Short"
 ''Yes,' replied Short. taking the pipe out of his mouth, and weding his lips with the gfog.
 ShoH stay apeak was the anchor
 We had but a sisor minute more
 In short no longer could banker 1 For short was the cash in my store.
 gave one shoa look,
 As Poll gave q short sigh
 One short hug took,
 Shost the matter cut I
 And off went to sea.
 ''Go on, Dick"
 sNo,' replied Short, resuming his pipe. l ''Well, then chorus, my boys"
 Very good song, and very well sung,
 Jolly companions every one;
 We all here for mirth and glee, TUfftY l Very good song and very well sung, Jolly companions every one; l Put your hats on and keep your heads warm, l A little moro liquor will do us no harm.
 .sNow, then, Jemmy Ducks, it's round to you again. Strike up fiddle and all.n
 s.Wcll, here goes," said Jenny Ducks. The captain stood the carronade-irst lieutenant
 says he,
 Send ali my merry men aft berc, for they must list to me- bavn't the gift of the gab my sons-because Pm bred
 to the sea,
 That ship there Frenehinan, who to fight with
 
 Odds blood, hammer and tongs, long as I've been to
 sea,
 I've fought 'gainst every odds-but I've gsined tho
 victory.
 That ship tere is Frencdan and # we don't take she, Tis thousand bullets to one, that she will capture lavn the gift of the gab, my boys each man to his gun,