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On the evening of the day on which we arrived 

 the village fairly woke up. The next morning there 

 was to be a wedding, and all the men folk flocked to 

 the only inn the place boasted of to drink the bride- 

 groom's health. For some hours, almost on to mid- 



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night, we had to listen to songs, bawled out with 

 such power as only fishermen can put forth, the 

 accompanist having a rusty concertina on which he 

 played the airs, if he knew them, and if not, any- 

 thing seemed to pass for " music " on this auspicious 

 occasfon. There was, however, one song which stood 

 out from among the rest. It was one I have heard 



