Judge — June 13, 1885 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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THE JUDGE. Jack Servenmalet and His Ship: Seatep around a table in a Tenth Avenue saloon, the other night, were a number of sailors from the big war ship anchored off ‘Twenty-sixth Stree Jack Servenmulet was the most conspicious of the group. The carpenter’s mate sat opposite, and on one was the second-class apprentice, and ’Rebus the colored cook of J mess, while three or four others sat near by. A thin twanged a harp occasionally in a mournful way unti anger came in and offered to set up the grog if some one would sing a sailor song. He smiled ina benevolent way on the bright face of the second class apprentice who in turn seemed inclined to respond. After a furtive glance at the benign countenance of Jack he stood up behind one of the older sailors and ina girlish voice sang, while the Italian pulled appropriate chords from the harp: The sails are swelling While the stars above bright Ani the bow is cleaving the white Oh, the deep blue sea is the sailor's h oft to night ‘Then dance and sing Till the fo'e’sle ri And fhg and dance While you have a cha at For the bos'n's whistle it soon willserearr, 4 .) ‘ And we'll reef topsails by the lightning’ if be] gleam, e The flames of a thousaud To the sparkling, length While sea sprites gather and dane leap Round the sailor's home on the rolling deep; ‘Then dance and sing Till the fo'e’sle Ti And sing and d: While you have For the bo’ whi ce chance, ‘n's it soon will And we'll — “Stopper that ere,” said the carpenter's mate. ‘* The gentle- man will think us how sailors is all galoots. The man writ that cre bilge water never see a ship.” ‘The second-class apprentice ap- peared very crestfallen, while his audience looked at him severely, but the white-aproned bartende caught his eye and winked expressively. ‘The boy seemed to feel rthen, The bartender said to to the carpenter's mate ‘The gentleman what's jist come in would be obleeged to yez av would favor us 80.” | Jack, with e look toward the second-class apprentice, led | the rest in urging the carpenter’s mate to sing. After much clear- ing of his throat and wiping of his lips with the back of his hand he stood up with aglass in his hand aud in a strong but not unmusical ‘There's is julips and cobblers and there is egg-nog And smashes and cocktails which some folks calls grog, ‘There's flip and there's fizz, and there's swat But if you would please me put w Rut if you would please me put whisk I sour wine, nine in mine. Cool lager’s a blessing when the sun it is hot And ale and black porter when beer can't be got, But when you gets boozy ember ship mat TUNEFUL SAILORS. es in a Tenth Avenue Saloon. ‘The black rolled his eyes around, shoved his round topped hat on the back of his head, showed a double row of g! and jumped on the table apparently without effo the song the Italian caught the airand vigorously twan ‘This was the song: . When de serub oak Ie And Jack Fros’ he whiten the Lind wid snow, Den TE went toa shuckin’ for de ys Ab—wayah down on de Kan Oh, de white trash day nebber ha: 9 to a shuckin’ why oF nebber catch a ‘pos cotch the sunset als to see, no fun mdi F tree; mina hol Ah—wayah down on de Kangarce Miss Sallie's form it was broad of beam An’ her smile je been sw ah down de white trash Nebber go toa shuckin’ when de day am hap holler tree down on de Kanguree nh de Kangaree oO y nebber has no fi nebber ca ssum in my dear,” is what Tsay But she say wid no sech ni Oh, de white trash dey nebber has no fun Nebber go to a stckin’ when ¢ pber coteh a 'p done, Ab—wayah down on de Kun, At the end of the first stanza the Italian s the stringsof his harp in a lively jig. ’Rebus jumped up, knocked his heels together and broke into a complicated dance that brought every man in the room to his feet, and before the song was ended ept his fingers over You throws away Ia, kes whiskey stra You throws away lager and takes whiskey straights. ‘The last line was repeated under great difficulties. Jack had d his face in a pint mug of beer but seemed to be unable to | in his mirth, and with a snort that shook the windows, blew the Then he laughed derisively, anc rtender, who had applauded buri rest! foaming liquid over the singer. the rest of the crowd, including the the first stanza, vigorously joined in. ‘The second-class apprentice did not laugh very loud and 0 escaped acuffing. When all had grown quiet Jack turned towards the colored cook and said: “Rebus, you can sing a song as is a song and dance proper be- sides. Git onto the table. The Dago ’ull play for y’.’? the second class apprentice was on the table with the darkey, and the rest of the crew were in a circle around it keeping time with clapping hands and swaying bodies and joining in the chorus with a roar that awoke the neighborho and filled the saloon with an dmiring audience. ‘The dance ended with a whoop and then all crowded to the bar, ‘The proprietor of the saloon, who | manic aspirations, stepped behind the bar, tipped back silk hat, waved back the stranger who was about to order the drinks and said “No, sor, excuse me. Take ’em wid me, sor. Me frinds know me as the frind of the soldiers and the sailors, and although these gintlemen is not risidents of this warrud they is intitled to mor’ respect. What will yez be afther taking?” comicbooks.com