Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1924-08-24

" HERE was once a ship. Her
name was The Golden Age
She few,, leaving them all
i astcrn of her. She beat into
the wind. She RAJ down it.
She glittered along it. throwing salt
1prays TO and far above the stiff
beliied leecheS of her great white
upper topsails. With the wind before
the beam she flung her tall topgal-
lantsails wet, wet and shining with
the white salt of the sea night two
hundred feet beneath them. She was
d ship.
She carried a captain. a mate, a
second mate, a boatswain, a carpen-
ter, steward and a cook, and in her
forward fo-c-Stle a company of sea-
beaten, hard-driven, face-furrow ed
sailormen from the bright wide water
ports. She carried also in the little
half deck abaft her mainmaSt a sea
apprentice, a lad with pink cheeks,
the down upon his face.
She left Port Costa wharf before
the dawn upon a February morning
Chill mistS hanging over the river,
bluffs and bay; a chill wind blowing
seaward, thin rain falling. dripping
from mast and spar and backstay.
Stand by to take in the toWboats
line" said the mate.
"Stand by to take in the toWboatS
Stand by with the cork tenders.
lest the wharf shall scar her sides,
said the mate.
Stand by with the cork tenders
it is sir" said the hands.
stand by to drop the hook said
the mate. Wen wait while in the
bay before We go over the bar"
.-\ll ready, sir" said Chips, the
caIpenter. The anchor ratified down.
watching for the tide to take her to
~. fhe hands from twenty seaports
6e2ttnss IN her focstle drinking coffee.
They oaid chs can sail" said one.
sThey say she's a flyer" said an
othe-.
''we make n.y." said black man
fr~m Suva.
"1a, ha. ha." laughed an old fellow,
gryy- eearded, his nose in a tin panni-
Kin.
"wheres she boundo" asked one
Queenstown for ORDERS said an
other.
THE mate tor me Liverpool direc,'
said another.
That's good, Wen dance Wen we
get there" said another.
We amt there yet" said the old
fellow with a gray beard.
Il aven't no oilskins; the crimr
robbed me- said one.
Nor 'avent I no sea boots: the
crimp robbed me, too" said another.
"I've a couple O. poun's O. black
'baccy," said another.
We make fly" said the Suva man
Yes. Well make her fy,' said an
other.
Shell fly anyway. She couldn't help
it said another.
Its cold" said the sea apprentice
pink checked, sitting along in the
half-deck. slipping his coffee.
stand by to heave in," shouted the
mate adding to himself, Tides at the
food"
stand by TO heave in. it is. sir
cried the hands.
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4 SAILOR was singing: twenty men
"A bent above the windlass-bars
4 song of the sea echoing over the
swirled tide; his voice, the voice OF
the twenty mingled with the "clank
clank, clank" of the windlass-pawls
"clank. clank, clank.''
Oh. Santa Annals men were brave,
And away. Santa Anna:
Oh, Santa Annals men were brave,
All along the plains of Mexico.
walk her down. sons-walk her
down" cried the mate, looking over
the fo'cstle-rail at the gurGle-black
tide below her.
Walk 'er down, the mate says
come on, sons" cried the chantey-
man.
Oh. Santa Anna gained his name,
And away, Santa Anna;
Oh. Santa Anna gained his name.
All along the plains Of Mexico
"Let her have it. The winds off
shore" cried the mate.
Let 'er ave it, the mate says
shouted a sailor.
Admiral, gil US a chantey."
AYE. That's it; CT us a chantey,
Admiral" cried another.
Sing. Admiral. sing" said old
Wispy Cavendsh.
The sea apprentice, looking out to
sea, bright-eyed, mist in his hair
sang:
Call all hands to man the capstan,
See the cables all clear.
For to-day we'll lift her anchor
And for distant shores well steer,
Rolling home, rolling home,
Rolling home, across the sea.
They gathered it up. shouting It,
roaring it, men of the seaports, TAX
ing a ship over the bar
Rolling home. rolling home.
Rolling home, across the sea.
The skipper, on his bridge, blew his
whistle.
Get sail on her. sir! Loose all!
Crowd her to it, he called to his
mate.
"Th' OF man says to crowd 'er to
it," said one.
They stood, waiting at the hal
yards, the morning breaking full
across the sea. drizzle falling, drip
sping from mast and spar and back
stay.
Some one 81 us 'Boney'"' cried
one.
AYE! Cir us 'Boney'' cried an.
other.
Come on" said Wispy Cavendish
"'cre you are
Oh, Boney q warrior,
to way, hay, yoh.
Oh, Boney was a warrior,
and a long time ago.
And Boneyparte met Wellington,
to me way, hay, yoh
And Boneyparte met wellington,
and long time ago.
ct 'opeS zee drives err" said one.
She'll fly anyway. She couldn't
help it," said another.
Look out, sons! She's going tt
ship it green-duck y'r 'eads!" criet
one.
Let 'er rip" cried another.
Don't she lift to 'em nice?" sale
shes a sea-boat," said another.
Walk those royals to the mast
heads! Walk 'em up! Let's get hel
out and going!" cried the mate, thu
i shore-line fading as the day broke
wide.
"W'ere's that there admiral?" criet
a sailor.
Aye. w'ere's the admiral?" criet
another. admiral, sing for us, son!
Sing, Admiral" cried another.
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