almost as white as the beard of her commander Captain Blunt. Her woodworks are polished, her bra.s.s shines like yellow gold, the men are neat and tidy, and every rope is coiled and in its place on deck.
Yonder on the quarter-deck sits Effie beside her brother"s friend. Her brother"s friend? Yes, but Effie"s husband now!
And Leonard himself is at the wheel.
Let us quietly drop the curtain then, while--
"The western sea is all aglow, And the day is well-nigh done, And almost on the western wave Now rests the broad bright sun."