The Dukite Snake.
Well, mate, you’ve asked me about a fellow
You met to-day in a black and yellow
Chain-gang suit, with a peddler’s pack,
Or with some such burden strapped to his back.
Did you meet him square? No, passed you by?[1210]
Well, if you had, and had looked in his eye,
You’d have felt for your irons then and there;
For the light of his eye is a madman’s glare.
Some eight years back, in the spring of the year,