That fit of his the other day.
By time that Dr. Blaisdell come
His legs and arms had growed all numb.
He didn’t sense things source at all,
His lower jaw commenced to fall,
And, jedged from looks, there warn’t no doubt
That Ephrum’s soul was passin’ out.
Fact is, they thought that he was dead;
They tied the bandage round his head,
Laid out his shroud—when first they knew,