spry, though, quicker’n scat,
And he had old Ezry spinnin’ ’fore he knew
where he was at;
Hooked him solid, give a twister, doubled up
the old gent’s back
And Ez tumbled like a chimbly—smooth and
solid and ker-whack!
Well, he lay there stunned and breathless with
his mouth jam-full o’ dirt
And his both hands full o’ gingham, for he had