Where the bear had tore his overcoat upon a hem
lock-tree,
An' left some threads behind him which fell upon his
track,
Which I wouldn't wonder if he done a-scratchin' of
his back,
Which caused me for to grin an' laugh all on ac
count o' my feelin's."
Here came a pause, in which the singer sought a moment of relaxation, as it would seem, in a thoughtful and timely cough.
"Bym-by I come up kind o' dost an' where that I