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Without another word the sausage legs made off with the plum-duff head, which had no sooner got outside the door than it began to let out in dislocated fragments, from a mouth that gradually expanded until it reached from ear to ear, "Away, away! we'll go a-fishin', a-fishin', a-fishin'; away, away! we'll go a-sailin', a-sailin', a-sailin'; away, away! we'll all be jolly, jolly, jolly, we'll all be jolly"; and so on until the sausage legs had carried the plum-duff head and the refrain together so far down among the trees, towards the water, that all the other "jollys" and the sailin's and the "fishin's," and the rest of it, were blown clean away by the wind.
"Sing 'We be a-sailin', sister," said Aunt Electry, when we had retired again to the fireside. Miss Gozeman obediently began, in a soft, timid tremulo. "We are eout on the ocean sailing," came in mocking, strident accents from the wood-shed; "Oh, h ll! give us a rest!" But dear Aunt Gozeman sang right on, smiling pitifully: "'To our home beyond the tide."
"Long boats made just the right shape. And they've got rooms in them quite tidy-like. The one that boy lived in along o' his mother was as nice as as nice as nice. And then they go a-sailin' along right from one end of the canal to the other." "What for just because they like it?" "Oh no. They've all sorts of things they take about from one place to another wood often and coal.
"Iss fay, so 'tis, an' I be Joe I talkin' to 'e; an' she'm shadin' her eyes theer to see my vessel a-sailin' away to furrin paarts! 'Tis a story that's true, an' the God-blasted limb what drawed this knawed I was gone to the ends o' the airth outward bound." A man from the turnstile came up here and inquired what was the matter.
Dey did b'long to Marse Tom. I knows dat. "Bartley's used to be some place. My folks had a big hotel down on de river bank. Dey was a heap of stores right on de bank, too. De river done wash' em all 'way now. Dey aint nothin' lef'. But Lawdy! When I was a kid de boats used to come a-sailin' up de river 'bout once a week an' I used to know de names o' all de big ones.
"Regular pirates?" inquired Andy as Rob and Merritt bent to the oars. "Reg'lar piratical pirates, my boy," responded the old salt, "we decorated the trees with 'em and they looked a lot handsomer there than they did a-sailin' the blue main." Further reminiscences of the captain's were cut short by their arrival at the Flying Fish's side.
Yis, we wor aboord her roight enuf; an' Oi heerd the bo'sun poipe to `make sail, an' the order guv 'way aloft, lay out on the yards an' loose tops'ls. Thin Oi thinks ez how Oi'm ashore, ez will ez aboord; an' Oi says the Active a-sailin' out o' harbour, ez nate ez ye plaize wid all her upper sails an' flyin' jib, an' fore-topmast stays'l set!"
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