a mail-box attached to the door; then, returning, he threw himself
dejectedly down in a chair and put his head in his hands, where it
remained throughout the song.

At the conclusion of his solo, the Minstrel's emotions were seemingly
deeply stirred by his own melodious voice and he gasped audibly;
whereupon, Nick came to his relief with a stiff drink which, apparently,
went to the right spot, for presently the singer's voice rang out
vigorously: "Now, boys!"

No second invitation was needed, and the chorus was taken up by all, the
singers beating time with their feet and chips.


ALL.
"Oh, mother, an-gel mother, are you waitin' there
beside the lit-tle cottage on the lea--"

JAKE.
"On the lea--"

ALL.
"How of-ten would she bless me
in all them days so fair--
Would old dog Tray re-member me--"

SONORA.
"Re-member me."