The Republican journal., 1898-05-19
With Coal to Callao.

Ahey slowed her in to dunn her load.
AND cleaned her aft and fore:
Aney turned her out to take the road
:, one taken oft before;
All geared aloft, all free aloft. all tight and
trim below, '' ''e
10 take the road and mo,,o +h u,d +bo
ne Kissed the girl ashore he'd found.
u saiu You'll never miss me;
~ :" On START weepin' if I'm drowned
,r Due KISS me, sweetheart, kiss mel
LIS miles TO go, long miles to 90 EIGHT
Thousand miles or so,
WIN seas about and seas abeam. and coal
to Callao!"
around his neck she twined her arms
Auck speed you Jack ~ cried she
ana from the sea and all its harms
come back some day TO me
l. IL walt for you. I'll watch for Won tboupb
we'll, dear lad, / know
Ihere's other girls and fairer pirls-the orls
of Callao."
He took his sheath knife from his belt
And said, Fore God my beauty.
fon sun from out the sky NAV melt
But won't turn from dooty.
FMS lock O. yourn. this curl o. yourn goes
With me where l 90
Across the world, around the world to Hall
or Callaot
h9r eyes were IKE two shining stars
That sparkle through the rain.
All sail was bent upon the spars
He kissed his love again
Twas "Come aboard" and "All aboard
and let her shore lines 90.
And take the road and make the road-the
road to Calloa.'
They swung across Newcastle bar
And SOU by east away;
They saw the Cross hung out afar
Pn1o fho
They saw the land go down alec, and heard
the rollers go
Across the road along the road, the road
to Callao.
The sun came mp on sixty DAYS
And set on sixty nights;
Beneath the star-it heavens maze
She kept her course to rights,
And while the cool winds kissed her wines
as white as driven snow,
She drove the dancing spray ahead-laid
down for Calao.
They hes.ved her log for sixty DAYS, .
But on the siXty-tirst
Her greasy cargo went ablaze,
And then the matches burst.
Twas Man the pumps. All hands to pump;
and curse her We go;
A broken ship, burning ship, ten days
from Callao'
They tied the ar.pipes throat and neck
With canvas triple fold,
Then passed the Wet hose down the deck
To flood her flaming hold
All cursing hard, ali praying Christ to heed
them in their woe,
10 bring their feared and sinful souls alive
to Callao.
The yellow smoke that trailed alec
1t clouded in her wake,
The steam that tore the iashings free
Kissed like a scalded snake
And, blinded, beaten, driven back. they
watched the Fire Fiend grow.
And cursed the hour and damned the dav
they sailed for CallaO.
Deaths Angel barred his flaming sword
And smote her hip and thigh;
Her foremost spintered by the board
Like Jwig three seasons dry;
But when the malnmast crashed to port theg
swelteTed in their woe,
To see her useless boats drift by-ten DAYS
to Cailao.
The prisoned gas shot out afame
And licked her mizzen ward
Her broken bones against her frame
Jamm ed home again and Jared
They flung the hurried scrawl adrift to let
their fellows know
What fate was theirs who'd fought with
Death, bound out for Calao
She lurched abeam until the brine
Began to lap her rail,
Till Doom and she with level Irvine
Were reeving neck and tail
They dragged the rum key aft at that, and
let the liquor flow,
To die the death they had to die, ten days
from Calao.
But when she quilted the water in,
And when her stern heaved clear,
With God $ good grace to shrive their sin,
They rose a British cheer
Then choked like men who pay she debt all
men to Mature owe,
On either road, on every road, tween this
and Calao.
They're swinging coal aboard The Star
Iongside Newcastle quay,
And out across Newcastle bar
Far spreads the lonely sea;
And Jack 8 fond lass has found a friend to
love her e'er he 60
Along the road, the eve. road, the road to
Calloa.
| E. j. Brady in Sydney Bulletin.