A. M. Chisholm, The Boss of Wind River — Chapter 3 (1911)
“ I thought shanty songs were more cheerful.”“Some of 'em are cheerful enough,” said Crooks, winking at Joe, who had the grace to blush.“But most describe the lingering deaths of true lovers,” said Jack. “A shantyman requires sentiment or murder, and preferably both, in his music. Dad, sing us 'The Fate of Lovely May.'”“I will not,” Crooks refused. “It has five hundred verses, more or less. I'm going to bed. You can lose sleep if you want to.”“Don't take that hint, Joe,” laughed Jack. “You're not company.”“Hint nothing,” said Crooks. “Jack knows it wasn't.” ”
