range
He could touch you all right for a sale or a
“change.”
—As keen as a brier, as sharp as a knife
He never got phazed except once in his life.
And that was a corker, by ginger, on him,
On Dickerer Jim—Shenanigan Jim.
He loaded a breather—a reg’lar old rip
On a man from the city—just did it by lip.
Talked the man dumb and silly and giv’ him the