"It isn't half as good as the tower." Ten minutes' hard work, in which we assisted, produced something a trifle more nautical and seaworthy than the first craft.

The ground with a few boards spread upon it was the deck.

Tarpaulin sheets were arranged on sticks to represent sails, and we located the vessel so cleverly that two slender trees shot out of the middle of it and served as the tall topmasts.
"Now let us make believe that we've hoisted our sails on 'Mononday morn' and been in Noroway 'weeks but only twae,'" said our leading man; "and your time has come now,"-- turning to us.
We felt indeed that it had; but plucking up sufficient courage for the lords o' Noroway, we cried accusingly,-- '"Ye Scottishmen spend a' our King's gowd, And a' our Queenis fee!"' Oh but Sir Apple-Cheek was glorious as he roared virtuously:-- '"Ye lee! ye lee! ye leers loud, Fu' loudly do you lee! "For I brocht as much white monie As gane my men and me, An' I brocht a half-fou o' gude red gowd Out ower the sea wi' me.
"But betide me well, betide me wae, This day I'se leave the shore; And never spend my King's monie 'Mong Noroway dogs no more.
"Make ready, make ready, my merry men a', Our gude ship sails the morn."' "Now you be the sailors, please!" Glad to be anything but Noroway dogs, we recited obediently-- '"Now, ever alake, my master dear, I fear a deadly storm?
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