Whaling Ship Captain's Lover Part 2

WHALING SHIP CAPTAIN’S LOVER (Part 2 of 3) Now Jorgie was a fierce one Widowed ‘fore she wed The object of her passion A Sea man lost and dead Jorgie had a small lad Swaddled piece of sun And her lovers parents Coveted this tiny life begun They didn’t care that he was born Before the two were wed They claimed that he was theirs now A whaling lad- True bred. The parents of the lover had an only child On his death they lost their hope Twas like a dream defiled. Jorgie begged her father "Keep us out of sight!" But her father made a traitors deal-- Oft Gold dissolves what’s right. She quickly packed her bag And off the two did fly She sold gold jewelry and fine clothes And kissed her land good bye Upon a third class ship She bought a third class bed The sickness hit her in a storm She puked until she bled… Spring Winds they blew black fierce, the poor men all were cursed The scurvy struck them all There was no last or first The ship was tossed --the wind blew bad A wretched ugly sight Despite the stink ,despite her fear She battled with her fright. Didn’t know the language Didn’t know the style But Jorgie was determined To prosper with her child When she reached the New World She found cross country trains And as she crossed the mighty land She wracked her weary brain. To organize a new life And work the whole day long She came up with a daring plan She hoped she wasn’t wrong. She jumped the train at Minot She had a cousin there She’d pay his wife to watch the babe ‘til she could raise him fair. The cousin’s wife had lost her babes She welcomed the small joy Jorgie smiled and kissed him tho Her heart ached for the boy. She ventured West to logging camps Set up her fire and pans Cooked for Nordic loggers The boldest of bold men. ========to be continued (too long for the site...sorry...) Note: Jorgie : (pronounced Yor’ gee) was a nickname Her name: Sena Jorgine Larsen