Quoth Huggins, "So I do,—
I've got the saddle well in hand,
And hold as hard as you!"
Good Lord! to see him ride along,
And throw his arms about,
As if with stitches in the side,
That he was drawing out!
And now he bounded up and down,
Now like a jelly shook:
Till bumped and galled—yet not where Gall