ly.'" (Single voice).

"`Oh! Sal-ly Brown,'" (Chorus).

"Avast heaving there; send all aft to clear the boat."

"Aye, aye, sir. Where are we to stow these casks, Mr Fisher?"

"Stow them! Heaven knows; get them in, at all events."

"Captain H---! Captain H---! there's my piano still on deck; it will be
quite spoiled--indeed it will."

"Don't be alarmed, ma'am; as soon as we're under weigh we'll hoist the
cow up, and get the piano down."

"What! under the cow?"

"No, ma'am; but the cow's over the hatchway."

"Now, then, my lads, forward to the windlass."

"`I went to town to get some toddy.'"

"`Oh! Sally Brown.'"

"`T'wasn't fit for any body.'"

"`Oh! Sally Brown.'"

"Out there, and clear away the jib."

"Aye, aye, sir."

"Mr Fisher, how much cable is there out?"

"Plenty yet, sir.--Heave away, my lads."

"`Sally is a bright mulattar.'"

"`Oh! Sally Brown.'"

"`Pretty girl, but can't get at her.'"

"Avast heaving; send the men aft to whip the ladies in.--Now, miss, only
sit down and don't be afraid, and you'll be in, in no time.--Whip away,
my lads, handsomely; steady her with the guy; lower away.--There, miss,
now you're safely _landed_."

"Landed am I? I thought I was _shipped_."

"Very good, indeed--very good, miss; you'll make an excellent sailor, I
see."

"I should make a better sailor's _wife_, I expect, Captain H---."

"Excellent! Allow me to hand you aft; you'll excuse me.--Forward now,
my men; heave away!"

"`Seven years I courted Sally.'"

"`Oh! Sally Brown.'"

"`Seven more of shilley-shally.'"

"`Oh! Sally Brown.'"

"`She won't wed--'"

"Avast heaving. Up there, and loose the topsails; stretch along the
topsail-sheets.--Upon my soul, half these children will be killed.--
Whose child are you?"

"I--don't--know."

"Go and find out, that's a dear.--Let fall; sheet home; belay starboard
sheet; clap on the larboard; belay all that.--Now, then, Mr Fisher."

"Aye, aye, sir.--Heave away, my lads."

"`She won't wed a Yankee sailor.'"

"`Oh! Sally Brown.'"

"`For she's in love with the nigger tailor.'"

"`Oh! Sally Brown.'"

"Heave away, my men; heave, and in sight. Hurrah! my lads."

"`Sally Brown--oh! my dear Sally!'"

"`Oh! Sally Brown!'"

"`Sally Brown, of Buble Alley.'"

"`Oh! Sally Brown.'"

"`Sally has a cross old granny.'"

"`Oh--!'"

"Heave and fall--jib-halyards--hoist away."

"Oh! dear--oh! dear."

"The clumsy brute has half