Of crime, which all creation flogs,
Of wretchery
And treachery
That bangs tarnation sin,” said Boggs.
“Them Ledger fellers with their tricks,
Hev slopped clean over crime’s dark cup.
They’ve bin an’ bought some pidging-horks,
And they hev et our pidgings up.
Oh, whut is life wuth livin’ fur
When editors behave like hogs?