with an anxious frown,--
"It's the curfew bell! I hear them cheer! It's my little
own home town!
I hear my dad! I can almost _see_--" and his eager gaze
plunged down.

"Soon, mon ami," soothed the dark-eyed wraith, "these
teasing dreams will cease!
One plays all day, one leaps the stars, one seeks the
Golden Fleece!"
Still the new boy turned his white young face from the
Land of the Great Release.--
"_But I was killed two hours ago, while they signed the
terms of peace._"




SEA GHOSTS


THE FLYING DUTCHMAN: CHARLES GODFREY LELAND

We met the _Flying Dutchman_,
By midnight he came,
His hull was all of hell fire,
His sails were all aflame;
Fire on the main-top,
Fire on the bow,
Fire on the gun-deck,