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choice.' ' Ah, my lord/ said I, ' I'd rather ten times be coxswain to 

 your lordship's brother.' ' Very well/ said he, ( I am glad of it, for 

 my brother would like to have a coxswain he can trust, and by the 

 letter I have received I know he can trust you.' Well, I went as his 

 coxswain, and a good feller he was ; I had lots of fun and plenty of 

 fighting ; and he is going to have a ship again soon, and then I shall 

 sail with him again as his coxswain, and that, lads, is all I have got 

 to tell, 'cause I can't stop to tell you more now." 



" Is that all you have got to say ? Why I thought we should have 

 a good long yarn," said Will Gibbon. 



(f Well, lads, I meant to tell you one at first, but I've altered my 

 mind, so its no use jawing about it." 



There was no more yarning that night, and I left the galley greatly 

 disappointed, I confess, at Jack Murray's ending, but hoping that he 

 would again alter his mind ; but I left the ship soon afterwards, and 

 on being appointed to another, I heard a number more of Jack's 

 twisters, with which I shall commence a new series in a future 

 number. 



RESENTED 



-8DECJ943 



ANACREON. ODE XLIII. 

 TQ THE GRASSHOPPER. 



HAPPY insect ! blest art thou, 

 Sipping dewdrops from the bough : 

 Pouring from some lofty tree, 

 Like a king, thy melody. 

 All is thine which flow'ry fields, 

 Or the verdant meadow yields 

 Thine the varied rural stores 

 Cherish'd by the vernal hours. 



Friend of husbandmen, from thee 

 Nature fears no injury : 

 All on thee their praise confer, 

 Summer's vocal harbinger! 

 Thou wast e'er the muse's choice ; 

 Phoebus gave thy thrilling voice : 

 Wrinkling age, another's bane, 

 Brings for thee alone no wane. 



Child of wisdom and of song, 



Bred thy native fields among, 



From blood, from flesh, from passions free, 



Thou'rt almost a deity. 



W. 



