At this very moment the captain had to look more busy to match the action and movement of the ships crew. With several pointings to different parts of the ship and his First Mate hollering orders to match it would like as if the captain was at the head of an orchestra playing along and timing every member of the crew. The reality was this was one of the few parts where the captain was truly useless. With a ship getting ready everyone had a job and for the most part each did their job perfectly. Still the show was mainly for the passengers. Over the years it was obvious that as much excitement there was to watch the crew muster and draw the sails most would watch the captain as if to better understand the ship. 

This bit of ship theater was no more a burden than it was a helpful. At the very least when he pointed the passengers often looked and in doing so might see they would be in the way in a moment as the crew drew lines and tied them off this way and that. While watching several of the crew tie things down the show was drawing to an end and the Captain moved to the front of the ship. It was here that he stopped with the fake showman and simply admired his own ship. With her sails catching wind and boat now starting to move he felt she never looked more beautiful. 

In his ear Church could hear a small hummed tone and turned to see the Lady Brook along the railings. She had seemingly migrated to the sun facing side and was enjoying the kiss of early warmth as the sunrise welcomed the start of the morning gusts. Her song was lovely to the touch, but it seemed somewhat melancholy to the unknown ear. "Lovely..." he said as she finished. 

"Garrick!" The Captain shouted at once and then turned to see his First Mate across the main deck near the mast. "My Mother Told me!" The command was heard by all on the deck and there was a cheer from the crew. They quickly got quiet as Garrick Took a deep breath. 

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8OxQeiS_Qjw]"My Mother Told Me..."[/url] Garrick started to sing with a deep voice that seemed to vibrate even the wind. As the song grew in breath and numbers the Captain joined and soon the whole crew was singing their farewell song to their place of anchor. 

[center][b]The Silver Wing had taken flight.[/b][/center]