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One night, to keep the ruherty and the Merrohich is well known on the western coast

The Merrow takes Jack to dinner at the bottom of the sea, and shows him the lobster pots wherein he keeps the souls of old sailor bottle of rum

It was a fatal story for him to remember and recount; for, after his companions were asleep, the vision of the Merrow and Jack hobnobbing, and the idea of the jollity of it, rose before him, and excited a thirst for joviality not to be resisted

There were so in a little heap under a tree--half a dozen or so He took several of these and a shell, found the dinghy where it was moored to the aoa tree, unoon and sky were full of stars In the dark depths of the waterfish, and the thunder of the surf on the reef filled the night with its song

He fixed the boat's painter carefully round a spike of coral and landed on the reef, and with a shellful of rum and cocoa-nut lee of coral from whence a view of the sea and the coral strand could be obtained

On a reat breakers co in, all marbled and clouded and rainboith spindrift and sheets of spray But the snow and the song of theht of the stars produced a e effect

The tide was going out now, and Mr Button, as he sat sht mirrors here and there where the water lay in rock-pools When he had contehts for a considerable tioon side of the reef and sat down beside the little barrel Then, after a while, if you had been standing on the strand opposite, you would have heard scraps of song borne across the quivering water of the lagoon

"Sailing down, sailing down, On the coast of Barbaree"

Whether the coast of Barbary in question is that at San Francisco, or the true and proper coast, does not ; and when you hear it, whether on a reef of coral or a granite quay, youit, and that the old-time sailor-man is bemused