Beats tophet, taxes, time an’ tide an’ Bealses’
hired man.”
Beals, though, clacked right on an’ on; would
set an’ chaw an’ spit,
An’ tell us’bout that hired man—couldn’t make
him quit!
Champyun jump or heft or swim— ’twas all the
same to him,
He’d wait till all the rest had shot, then plug
the mark with Jim.