And when the spree’s ended the Fossils can sleep,
While the hard-working world is moaning.
Fairplay, November 7, 1884.
Three Fishermen.
Three fishermen went gaily out into the North—
Out into the North ere the sun was high,
And they chuckled with glee as they sallied forth,
Resolved to capture the trout—or die.
For men will fish and men will lie,