In commemoration of this little incident, one of the boys commenced to sing a doleful ditty, known in literature as “The Dying Confession of Captain Kidd,” of which the following lines will give a good idea: “O, my name is Captain Kidd, As I sailed, as I sailed; O, my name is Captain Kidd, As I sailed. O, my name is Captain Kidd, And much wiekedness I did, And a heap of gold I hid, As I sailed.” One song started another, and one by one their favorite school songs came out. One of these was the following: 1st Verse. (Brisk.) “Three blue-bottles, Three blue-bottles, Three blue-bottles sat On a milestone.” Recitative. “One flew away.” 2d Verse. (Slow.) “Two blue-bottles, Two blue-bottles, Two blue-bottles sat On a milestone.” Recitative. “Another flew away.” 3d Verse. (Slower.) “One blue-bottle, One blue-bottle, One blue-bottle sat On a milestone.” Recitative. “That one flew away.” 4th Verse. (Very slow, very sad, and very solemn.) “No blue-bottles, No blue-bottles, No blue-bottles sat On a milestone.” Recitative. “One came back.” 5th Verse. (Less sad.) “One blue-bottle, One blue-bottle, One blue-bottle sat On a milestone.” Gradually the blue-bottles of the song come back, till finally, on the return of the three, the song comes to a triumphant conclusion. Standing at the helm, Captain Corbet gave directions from time to time to the “mate” about sailing the vessel, and listened to the songs of the boys with a patriarchal smile. He had already shown himself so accessible, that all the boys had chatted with him; and at last they insisted that he should sing. Captain Corbet did not need very much solicitation; Standing at the helm with his eyes half closed, he began in a thin, shrill, piping, nasal voice, full of queer tremolos and grace notes, to drone out several melodies of a varied character. The first one was an ancient ballad, called “The Farmier’s Boy,” which began as follows: “O, the sky was black, the day was cold,