could see
Zeb was jumpin' like a rabbit an' a-hollerin' t' me;
An' I could see the ol' bear's home all underneath a
ledge,
An' the track of his big moggasins up to the very edge.
I took an' fetched some pine-knots an' a lot of ol'
dead limbs,
An' built a fire upon his door-step an' let the smoke
blow in;
An' then I took a piece o' rope an' tethered Zeb away