There's my poor old woman at home to-night--God bless her and the two little ones! thinking of me, and praying for me, and wondering where we are.

Laid her up a nice little fortune; wolf can't bark at her door.

That's a gratification, my hearty.
Made three successful voyages, you see.

This, our fourth one, is to be the last.

Keep a sharp look ahead, and there's a future for you, too.
Ah, there'll be a heap of happiness a'tween me and my old woman when this voyage is ended.