Mr. Mason’s comment in your issue of October 4, 1914, is a very fine tribute to the work of a stranger to him and testifies to his artistic judgment, for a study of this “old chanty” will prove it to be a work of art, not only for the tremendous lines of which Mr. Mason speaks, but because it creates the impression of antiquity while being entirely modern by every rule of versification.
If you take the pains to scan the lines you must soon admit how subtle and delicate are the alternating measures, prepared purposely to create the very idea of age and coarseness and succeeding with every almost matchless line and selected word.
Just a word more. Of course I cannot pretend to say how the version published in your issue of September 20, 1914, got copied into the “Old Scrap Book” to which “W. L.” refers, but violence to the text and the meter—which you may determine by reference to the authentic copy inclosed herewith—would indicate that it had been “expurgated” for drawing room recital by an ultra-fastidious†† And non-poetic. who nevertheless recognized its great force.
By the way, Mr. Allison wrote “The Passing of Major Kilgore,” not “Major Galbraith,” one of the first really good newspaper stories “from the inside” then written, though since there have been many.
Yours very truly,
C. I. Hitchcock
Louisville, October 6, 1914.
YO-HO-HO and a BOTTLE OF RUM
It has not been the purpose of this sketch of a poem’s history, with which has been joined other matters, reminiscent or germane, to enter into a discussion relative to the origin of chanties, or to attempt to trace the four lines of Captain Billy Bones’ song to any source beyond their appearance in “Treasure Island.” In a more or less extensive, though desultory, reading of a little of almost everything, the writer has never stumbled upon any chanty or verse from which the famous quatrain might have sprung. Nor has he ever met anyone who remembers to have read or heard of anything of the kind. This includes Allison himself, an omnivorous reader, a Stevenson admirer and student, a friend of many of Stevenson’s friends, and who, since the appearance of “Treasure Island,” has had hundreds of letters and conversations bearing on the subject.