The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1901-01-08
frequently naa heard Willie Trehalion
bawl through the Whitby streets years
Sail away,
Hack away,
Plumber! Trap with tar brush.l
Scatter all the money like man.
Come back

| Hack away,
Plumber! Trap with tar brush.l
Scatter all the money like man.
Come back
Nothing lack,
Thunder! IRsp.l
| Gather all the valuables you can
| This one verse was solo and chorus
both, and to begin singing the song
was very much like starting to roll
big stone down hill-it was easy to
start, but almost impossible to stop till
the voice, like the slope, was exhaust
| ed.
willie Trehalion, ahoy.s cried, and
the singer turned round to see who was
calling.
| He had not altered one jot since l
saw him last. His face was Drowned
by the sun, wrinkled by the winds and
purpled by strong liquors. and, as this
richness of coloring was in strong con-
trast to the rest of his head, which, I'M
derneath the protecting otter skin cap,
was as round and smooth as an ivory
ball, the effect of the whole was dis
tinctly striking. Add to this back
ground of purple and white globular
blue nose, a jag for mouth, an irreg-
ular depression where the right eye
should have been, and always remem-
! bering the iron hook for right hand)
you have fairly faithful picture of
Willie Trehalion, bos'un.
4, We pulled across to him, shooting the
salmon net as we went.
Glow goes it, Willie?" cried. "Don't
j you remember me?.
master Topp, warrant me! Grow
ed to a stout lad since seed thee last,
master, but the same face as Willie
Trehalion left eight years ago last gull
egg season. It'll be scraped with ra-
zor afore long, trust me. And who be
this ~
my sworn shipmate, Willie."
"Sarvice to you, master. And his
name, if may be SO bold?"
4 Alexander Ireland" said. "Came
to Whitby since you left"
i Willie started when I told him the
name, and | saw his solitary eye scan.
ming Alec all over, as if he expected to
see something familiar in him.
/ ANY manner O. kin to Captain Har
~ Ireland, what was lost on the Span.
ish main?"
"Son," said Alec
\ ''Put it there!' cried the sailor, mois
tening his leathern fist and holding il
out for Alec to grasp. PUT it there, il
a young gentleman like you amt toe
proud! sailed under your father
lad"
Sailed with my fatherw exclaimed
Alec excited1y. "Then you can tell me
about him"
'sThat l can. sailed with him t.
the Barbary coast an back just afore
he left London river for the Spanish
main. 1t was r'yal voyage we made
an good for him if he'd been content
with what was brought home then
But he was always venturesome
man, was Cap'n Ireland, an his search
for Manoa proved to be his last voyage
poor body!w
Tell me about it," said Alec eagerly
And could see that his face was flush
ed with excitement at the prospect Of
hearing news of his father.
I'VE went out to the Barbary coast
with about ten peddler's packs O. beads
an gewgaws, along with some risteG
nails an few score O. barrel hoops, ar
we came back with cargo as Jew
would sell his beard for look at
Such cargo-gould dust an gould peas
an gould pebbles an ornaments o. goulG
an great gould kettle big enough t.
stew goat in, that Cap'n Ireland gave
to the queens own majesty! tell 'ee
there was gould enough to fill this boa
O mine three times over. Why, there
was many O. us as selled the ragged
old clothes off our backs, let alone
what was slowed away in the chests
an some even would have traded thu
weapons O the ship O Captain ireland
hadn't stopped them. Elephants teetl
there was. some dblack with age al
some still bloody from their moorings
an river horses teeth an other thing
as disremember the outlandish name
of. An when we left the king O. th
blacks fell a-blubbering because w
had nothing more to sell him.
"a right swift pass we made O.
home, too-5S days out O. the Barbar,
: river-never an hour more-when GU
anchor was dropped again in homes
Thames mud. An when the merchant
j came aboard with their clerks an til
e news was spread OF shore the bell
8 was set a-ringing out O. sympathy witt
! our good fortune. 1t was a r'yal voy
8 age for sure"
"And afterward?" asked Alec whel
q the boatswain stopped.
) "Afterward? Why, afterward W
e went an spent our money like mer
e No more work for spell, SO off we Sc
Z, ashore. We lived like emperors, sparin
q nothing we wanted, some for weel
t some O. the thrifty ones even Longer
e You should ha' seen us setting casks
g good ale abroach for every one t
s drink your fathers health, young sil
an decking the girls with ribbons til
r they looked like lot O. laughing rair
i bows! Eth, but those were merry days!
J But my father" said Alec imp;
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