She laughed, too. "And just think," she said; "no more little worries or pettinesses, no more whispers, or faultfinding, or——"
"Or Fair Harbors. You're right, my girl. We're off, clean away from it all, bound out."
From the galley Judah's voice came, beginning the second verse of his song,
"'Aloft! Aloft!' our jolly bos'n cries.
Blow high! blow low! and so sailed we.
'Look ahead, look astern, look a-weather and a-lee,
Look along down the coast of the High Bar-ba-ree.'
"'There's none upon the starn, there's none upon the lee.'
Blow high! blow low! and so sailed we.
'There's a lofty ship to wind'ard a-sailin' fast and free,
Sailin' down along the coast of the High Bar-ba-ree.'"
THE END
Novels for Cheerful Entertainment
GALUSHA THE MAGNIFICENT
By Joseph C. Lincoln
Author of "Shavings," "The Portygee," etc.