Histed that prison-house, and with it all
That was therein. And when the man came down
And lay a-dying, round the chaplain lit,
And asked him “What of life?” and he replied,
“To me this life has been a blasted cell.”
And so he died like any other man,
And thus it is things work among mankind.
The great Josephi—the piano lord—
When in the land of California
Was duly published for Benicia,