V.

They sat them down upon the dingy shore, Betwixt the moonlight and the moonlight’s ray, And closed their eyes with heavy eyelids o’er, And saw the “old folks’” faces far “at home” away; But dark and dismal seemed the tossing bay, Dismal the hammock’s swing, the boatswain’s cry. Then one man said, “We won’t go home, to-day!” And all at once chimed in, “Agreed say I; Let’s all together not go home till by-and-by!”

CHORIC SONG.