334 NOTES AND QUERIES. [i 2 s.ix.oc T .22,i92i. NAUTICAL SONG (12 S. ix. 112, 172). There is no doubt that H. C. B. refers bo a well-known song of Chas. Dibdin, entitled ' Jack at the Windlass,' which was a great favourite in naval circles in Marryat's time and later. I have often joined in its stirring chorus during my gun-room days in the early sixties, having earlier been brought up by a father who served under Nelson, and who played many of Dibdin' s songs on the flute. It is a curious circumstance that the Dibdins, who did so much to popularize the Navy and preach loyalty to the Crown, should be almost forgotten. It is not easy to get copies of Charles Dib din's songs ; they seldom appear in second-hand catalogues, and a copy that I possess is the only one I have seen in the many publications of that kind that reach me from time to time. I am enclosing a complete copy of the song asked for. JACK AT THE WINDLASS. Come, all hands ahoy to the anchor, From our friends and relations to go ; Poll blubbers and cries, " Devil thank her, She'll soon take another in tow." This breeze, like the old one, will kick us About on the boisterous main, And one day, if death should not trick us Perhaps we may come back again. With a will, ho ! then pull away, jolly boys ! At the mercy of fortune we go. We're in for it, then damme what folly, boys, For us to be downhearted you know ! Our Boatswain takes care of the rigging, More especially when he gets drunk. The bobstays supply him with swigging ; He the cable cuts up for old junk. The studding-sail serves for his hammock, With the clew lines he bought him his call, While ensigns and jacks in a mammock He sold to buy trinkets for Poll. With a will, ho ! &c. Of the Purser this here is his maxim, Slops grog and provisions he sacks. How he'd look if you was for to ask him With the Captain's Clerk who 'tis goes snacks ? Oh, he'd find it another guess story That would bring his bare back to the cat If his Majesty's honour and glory Was only just told about that. With a will, ho ! &c. Our Chaplain's both holy and godly And sets us for heaven agog, But to my mind he looks rather oddly When he's swearing and drinking of grog. When he took on his knee Betty Bowser And spoke of her beauty and charms, Cried I, " Which is the way to heaven now, Sir? " " Why, you dog," cried the Parson, " her arms." With a will, ho ! &c. The Gunner's a devil of a lubber ; The Carpindo can't fish a mast ; The Surgeon's a lazy land-lubber ; The Master can't steer if he as't. The Lieuts. conceit are all wrapped in ; The Mates scarcely merit their flip, Nor is there a swab but the Captain Knows the stem from the stern of the ship. With a will, ho ! &c. Now fore and aft having abused them, Just but for my fancy and gig, Could I find any one that ill-used them Damme, but I'd tickle his wig. Jack never was known as a railer, 'Twas fun every word that I spoke, And the sign of a true-hearted sailor Is to give and to take a good joke ! With a will, ho ! &c. G. T. G.-C. ANGER, ATJNGIER, ANGIER : AINGER FAMILY (12 S. ix. 170, 215, 278). I should be glad to know how Canon Ainger (1837- 1904), Master of the Temple, was connected with the Whittlesea or Cambridge families of the name. In his ' Life,' by Edith Sichel, a Huguenot ancestry is claimed for him, but only his father Alfred and grand- father Samuel (both architects) are named. It is stated that he and a Mr. William Ainger (who has he ?) had a great -great- grandfather in common. Any information about Canon Ainger' s ancestry will be welcomed. Aungier Street in Dublin must have been named after Lord Aungier, an Irish Peer, whose descent from the Cambridge family is well known. There is no evidence that these Aungiers or Angers were of Huguenot extraction. W. G. D. FLETCHER, F.S.A. Oxon Vicarage, Shrewsbury. TUDOR TREVOR, EARL OF HEREFORD (12 S. xi. 290). So called because born at Trefor. He was Lord of Hereford, Glou- cester, Erging, Ewyas, Chirk, Whitting- ton, Oswestry, and both Maelors ; Founder of the Noble Tribe of the Marches of Powys- land. In A.D. 907 he married Angharad, daughter of Howel, King of Wales. He died A.D. 948, leaving three sons, of whom the eldest died v.p., leaving an only daughter. The second son succeeded to the Lord- ships of North Wales and was ancestor of a number of Welsh families. The third son also left many descendants, i but it would take up too much space to give a list of them. E. E. COPE. Fin champstead .
