And the Police rushed in the cause to inquire;
They’d listen to nothing we wanted to state,
But to the next station lugged me off straight.
Swore I was drunk—nearly murdered my wife,
And of my poor infant endangered the life,
Broke tables, chairs, and the crockery ware;
When the Justice said, “What a savage old bear,”
Not heeding a word my poor wife did swear.
Imprisoned and fined, I cursed my sad fate,
When lately I learned, but rather too late,