And he reeled and he gasped and he sunk on
his knee,
“Dad-rat ye,” yelled Gile, “don’t ye try to
hook me!
Gee up, there—go’long there; wo haw an’ wo
hysh!”
And again did he bury that brad in old’Lish,
Then he lammed and he basted him, steady and
hard,
He chased and he bradded him all’round the