Like the admiral in the song, too, he "grew paler," and then Mr.Crinkles added,-- "Who has forged my name to a letter such as this, I cannot imagine.

As for writing to you, sir, I never heard of your existence, except publicly, as one of those gallant officers who have spent a long life in nobly fighting their country's battles, and who are entitled to the admiration and the applause of every Englishman." Jack and the admiral looked at each other in amazement, and then the latter exclaimed,-- "What! This from a lawyer ?" "A lawyer, sir," said Crinkles, "may know how to appreciate the deeds of gallant men, although he may not be able to imitate them.

That letter, sir, is a forgery, and I now leave you, only much gratified at the incident which has procured me the honour of an interview with a gentleman, whose name will live in the history of his country.

Good day, sir! Good day!" "No! I'm d----d if you go like that," said Jack, as he sprang to the door, and put his back against it.

"You shall take a glass with me in honour of the wooden walls of Old England, d----e, if you was twenty lawyers." "That's right, Jack," said the admiral.