CHAPTER XVIII—YANKEE DISPOSITION IS NOT EXACTLY UNDERSTOOD,
EVEN BY ITS POSSESSORS.
“Old Zibe Haines had a corn on his toe
And it ached like ginger ev’ry step he’d go.
He reckoned that toe had all them pains
Jest for to hector old Zibe Haines.
He grabbed up a mallet and a chisel, too,
And clear’n to the woodpile swore things blue.