And for many a week, in spite of their cheek,
he never offered to fight.
And after that day he changed his play, and kept
a civiller tongue,
And whenever an Injin came that way, his con-
trary head he hung;
But whenever he heard the lying word, 'It's a
Lie!' Phil Blood would groan;
'A Snake is a Snake, make no mistake! but an Injin's
flesh and bone!'"