A SAILING ADVENTURE.

Akaroa Mail and Banks Peninsula Advertiser, Volume 4, Issue 382, 19 March 1880, Page 3

A SAILING ADVENTURE.

Twas on a Saturday eve we left the shores of Tikao's Bay, With a capt'n and a mate of experience great, who'd been out a cricketin' all day. Our chief mate's name was Charley, a navigating man, Who two reefs in the mainsail took, and kept the sheet in hand. To Akaroa we were bound, a wild and -* foreign land, And a tear was seen to fly from the gallant captain's eyo - - As he gave his first command — Choeus— Heave, oh ! let loose the old caboose, give the anchor lots of room ; - When the gunwale's safely moored, chuck the mizen overboard ; Take a reef in your aft jibboom. - n The waves ran high, and every eye kept <• look-out o'er the sea, For the Akaroa light should be heaving soon in eight; But the d 1 a light could we see. Says the captain, says he, no kolishus for * me, Two noble boats between; So if anyone should sleep, I'll heave him in the deep For a breach of the code de marine. Chobus— Our eyes were shut in slumber, but we worked the wessel right, Arter woes unprecedented, which might well have been prewented, coast it hove in sight. We luffed her up to make for it, and across a reef did sail, But still the wind blew harder, and fresher grew the gale. -To the Maori Kaik, my boys, we'll go, it is our only hope ; And so we squared her for it, and quickly she did slope. Chorus— The captain he was soaking wet, the chief mate just as bad, And all the crew were grumbling at what a trip they'd had. Oh, here's the Maori Kaik at last, thank Goodness, all did say ; Wait till I get on shore, my boys, it's my last trip in the bay. We're drowning ! oh, we're drowning! was «■ ~ the cry which reached the land, And quickly to the rescue the Natives hastened o'er, And rescued these bold mariners from off fr that wild, bleak shore. MOBAL— Now, all you young fellows, whoever you may be, Stick close to your work, and never go to sea, And like me you may rise to the top of the tree, For now 1 am the ruler of the Queen's Navee. H. M. S. PINAFOBE.