ROBERT SURCOUF
THE “SEA HOUND” FROM ST. MALO
(1773-1827)
“If you would be known never to have done anything, never do it.”—Emerson.
ROBERT SURCOUF
THE “SEA HOUND” FROM ST. MALO
(1773-1827)
Parlez-vous Français? Yes, Monsieur,
I can speak like a native,—sure.
Then, take off your cap to the lilies of France,
Throw it up high, and hasten the dance.
For “Bobbie” Surcouf has just come to town,
Tenez! He’s worthy of wearing a crown.
IT was a sweltering, hot day in July and the good ship Aurora swung lazily in the torpid waters of the Indian Ocean. Her decks fairly sizzled in the sun, and her sails flopped like huge planks of wood. She was becalmed on a sheet of molten brass.
“I can’t stand this any longer,” said a young fellow with black hair and swarthy skin. “I’m going overboard.”