“Snowflake’s the fastest we’ve got, sir,”
I made so bold to say,
“An’ ’e’ll do it if any ’orse can sir,
Tho’ ’e ’as done a lot to-day.”
“All right,” says the squire, “Jump on ’im,
And gallop like ’ell to the town,
Gallop to Doctor Jackson’s
An’ tell ’im to come right down.”
He kissed old Snowflake’s muzzle
An’ ’e says “God speed old friend