Adventure Magazine Cover, November 10, 1924 — page 79: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

Tales of the Hot Dog Tavern 77 So, if there’s no objections, hark to me! Pll sing a sailor’s love song to the sea: ‘ “The sea she is my sweetheart; sie hea (A hard old dame, for fair.) ey I follows her around the world ia (O-ho, she doesn’t care.) To eastward, to southward To northward and to west, She beckons me an’ calls me Aw’ never gives me rest. “*A tough old jade, A rough old jade; (Oh, sailor pack your kit.) For when the sea is calling You've got to up an’ git. “The sea she is my sweetheart; (A hard old dame for fair.) Her kiss is salt upon my lips. (O-ho, she doesn’t care.) I give her faithful service Because I love her so; An’ so she sends the icy. sleet An’ makes the norther blow. “tA mighty jade, . A flighty jade; (Oh, sailor climb the rail.) For when the sea. is calling, You've got to hat the trail. “The sea she is my sweetheart; (A hard old dame for fair.) _ She keeps me poor and homeless, (O-ho, she doesn’t care.) An’ my reward for followin’ Her will from shore to shore, Is just to take another ship - An’ follow her some more. “fA blowsy dame, A froswy dame; (O-ho you sailor-men.) The sea, the sea ts callin’ You got to sail againl’’ A little quiet chap with pallid face, Whose aspect and whose clothes were commonplace, Sighed when the sailor finished with his lay; Then he observed: ““You’ve fried it, anyway; You’ve played the game an’ dared to sail the foam. Me, I have longed to, but I’ve stayed at home. I’ve made a livin’ an’ I’ve saved, it’s true;. An’ I’ve a wife and three fine kiddies, too, 5} COMNIGIOOKSEGO