"A shining keel is on the sand, The oars are laid aside, And to the shore the sailor leaps To greet his chosen bride; His arms about her waist are thrown, And through her rosy lips He breathes a dainty boatswain's call, Though not the call of ships; But Cupid's call, The boatswain Cupid's call. V. "And when the moon has drawn a path Of light upon the sea, A skiff is floating o'er the deep, To where a frigate free Is nestled in the ocean's breast, With all her canvas furled; Though ere the morn makes Hesper blush Upon a waking world, 'Make sail, men, all!' Will round the boatswain's call. VI. "A shadow follows in her wake, And, through its depths is seen The figure of a widowed wife Upon the shore of green; And ever as the tempest moans Above the mocking wave, A sound is wafted to her ears From out a moving grave,-- A boatswain's call, A ghostly boatswain's call." At the termination of the last stave, Captain Villiam Brown cleared his throat, and says he,-- "As our friend has commenced the services with melody, I will proceed to keep the feeble intellecks of this assemblage excited with a terrifying moral ghost tale which the Dickens himself might grow pale under. It was sent to me," says Villiam, majestically, "by a former writer for the Track Society, and reflects much credit upon the literary resources of the United States of America." Whereupon, Villiam took some sheets of paper from his breast-pocket, my boy, and introduced "MR. PEPPER'S GHOST.