OLD SPOOKSES' PASS
MALCOLM'S KATIE, AND OTHER POEMS,
BY
ISABELLA VALANCY CRAWFORD.
AUTHOR OF
A LITTLE BACCHANTE, OR SOME BLACK SHEEP, ETC., ETC., ETC.
TO JOHN IRWIN CRAWFORD, ESQ., M. D., R. N.
THIS VOLUME IS AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATED
BY HIS NIECE ISABELLA VALANCY CRAWFORD.
OLD SPOOKSES' PASS.
I.
We'd camp'd that night on Yaller Bull Flat—
Thar was Possum Billy, an' Tom, an' me.
Right smart at throwin' a lariat
Was them two fellers, as ever I see;
An' for ridin' a broncho, or argyin' squar
With the devil roll'd up in the hide of a mule,
Them two fellers that camp'd with me thar
Would hev made an' or'nary feller a fool.
II.
Fur argyfyin' in any way,
Thet hed to be argy'd with sinew an' bone,
I never see'd fellers could argy like them;
But just right har I will hev to own
Thet whar brains come in in the game of life,
They held the poorest keerds in the lot;
An' when hands was shown, some other chap
Rak'd in the hull of the blam'd old pot!