"Yes," she answered, nodding and smiling, and pointing with a pea-pod; "that's our boat, just coming up to the wharf, with her peak down."
THE DENVER EXPRESS.
BY A.A. HAYES.
I.
Any one who has seen an outward-bound clipper ship getting under way and heard the "shanty-songs" sung by the sailors as they toiled at capstan and halliards, will probably remember that rhymeless but melodious refrain—
"I'm bound to see its muddy waters
Yeo ho! that rolling river;
Bound to see its muddy waters