Adventure, February 20, 1922 — page 136: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

“I’VE BEEN DREAMIN’”? | | ie by Bill Adams | ee been dreamin’, be Of a randy, dandy clippper with her tops’ls set, ae Pitchin’ heavy down the westing with the leeches wet. Billy Newland, the old skipper, from his high bridge head, SS Shoutin’ to us packet rats—an’ these the words he said: ; “Hop along, now! Loose them ’gallants! Skip aloft, now! Jump along!” 5 Oh, them packet rats were swearin’ an’ a-breakin’ into song! = Packet rats a-roarin’, ““Ranzo,” rats a-singin’, ‘Roll an’ Go,’ Bee: Haulin’ on them ’gallant braces, cryin’, “Blow, boys, blow!” Let her blow for Frisco city! ! Let the dandy clipper race! ‘ For them swingin’ feet an’ pretty 7 Of the gals at Tony’s place. bs Soon we'll see old Tony smilin’, ; Hear his gals begin to sing, = Hear old Billy Dick beguilin’ is Music from a fiddle-string! S = Oh, there’s drowned an’ perished clippers so An’ there’s rats that died— = But there’s gals wi’ flowered slippers E An’ their skirts flung wide! = Did you say there ain ‘t no clippers? Did you say them days is done? =~ Days of packet rats an’ packets, an’ stars an’ moon an’ sun? O’ lights upon the water, a-shinin’ on the sea? eo My God, but I’m a packet rat! a ay What will become of me? I’ve got to see tall clippers, I’ve got to sing an’ shout Be When the ’gallants are mastheaded and the jibs are runnin’ out. —F : I’ve got to roar of “‘Ranzo,” an’ “Blow, my bullies, blow!” z > When the ice-cakes heap a-cracklin’, an’ the Horn is lost in snow. . I wants them lights by Frisco, an’ lights by Salem too, St And dandy skippers swearin’ at the signin’ of the crew. Red Jacket’s gone? And Dancin’ Wave? Guidin’ Siar as well? Then what of Golden Era?. . . God help me! This is hell! ce ' Good-by, farewell, kedge anchor! The shoals lie deep about; : The packet rats are singin’, an’ their chorus dyin’ out. The clippers lie a-westin’ where the westin’ sun burns red, An’ the packet rats are restin’ in the havens of the dead. ia Good-by to Dame Romancing an’ her dainty feathered frock! Good-by to all the laughter at the swingin’ of the lock! - Good-by to capstan payments, good-by to ships at sea— If the packets rest a-westin’—ah—westin’s right for me! “I've Been Dreamin’ ,”’ copyright 1922, by B. M. Adams. en pe! "as tat I vd F . ‘ * ’ i ' ' - ns 134 com ibooks.com i @) Ning le : i J : ’ y f ' e > ‘ : ul y