"That I shall gladly do."
"Ride down with us—the carriage waits;
There's room enough for you."
All seated now, with solemn air,
And with a placid smile,
Such words of truth the parson spoke
As might their fears beguile.
Lo! they alight, the gate in sight—
"What's that?" the matron said.
Says Peter, "It's the spotted bull,