But a nut-brown-eyed maiden,
A dog, and a gun.
“On Sunday, the church-day,
To dance we are gone;
Andrew leads Peggy,
Janet leads John.”
And then the guides, the landlord, and his wife all sang together; the young giant representing the love-sick tenor in such a way as to make every one shout with laughter:—
Tenor. “Out of the Tyrol I come, a long, long way,
To look for my sweetheart, my little May.
Bass. What does he say?