Tel, jes ’peared-like, inch by inch,

He let all holts go; and so

Took to drinkin’, don’t you know,—

Tel, to make a long tale short,

He wuz fuller than he ort

To ’a’ be’n, at work one day

’Bout his th’asher, and give way,

Kindo’-like, and fell and ketched

In the beltin’.

... Rid and fetched