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le groups on the warm sand, the sailors on the bay, and the haymakers in the field; but oftenest of all, the walls of the old sail-shed echoed to its tones. It ran as follows, though English words can but poorly express the vivid brightness of the original:--
"Out there on the raging sea The wind is high; Nothing but foam and mist to see Under the sky! Father and mother, come down to the shore; Friends and neighbours, stand at the door; Pray--if you never have prayed before-- 'Lord, hear our cry!' Torn sails and broken mast-- Oh! let the boat come home at last! Ja houp, hal! Ja houp, hal! Hal! Hal! Hal! Hal!
"Out there on the stormy main A calm has come! The sunshine chases the wind and rain, And gilds the foam. Father and mother, come down to the shore; Friends and neighbours, come out to the door; And shout--if you never have shouted before-- A welcome home! Torn sails and broken mast-- The boat is safe at home at last! Ja houp, hal! Ja houp, hal! Hal! Hal! Hal! Hal!"
The corn harvest was nearly over before the news reached the village of Ivor Parry's convalescence.
The Lapwing had flitted across the bay to the northern port, and had returned, bearing the news of his recovery and many warm greetings from him to his friends at Mwntseison.
"Tell me exactly how he was, my lad. I hunger to hear something of him," said Hugh Morgan to the youthful captain of the little ship, and speaking English, for sailors possessed the distinguishing accomplishment of being able to speak the English language, and are proud of it. Hugh himself spoke it fluently and grammatically, though with a broad Welsh accent.
"Wel, he wass looking pale and thin," replied Captain Jones, "and the daughter of the house brought a chair for him to sit on outside the door. Gwladys is her name, and she's a purty girl, too!
"'There,' he says, 'turn my chair where the wind will blow straight from the sea.'
"Wel, he didn't say nothin' to that, but he took a long breath, and he sighed very heavy."
"'Oh, I'll soon be well now,' he sez, 'and begin my work again.' And when I was parting, he sez: 'Remember me to the Mishteer,' sez he, 'and tell him that distance don't make no difference at all in my friendship for him.'"
"And what message to the Mishtress?"
"'Oh, yes, of course,' he sez, 'my kind remembrances to her, too!' and he didn't say no more."
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