But I hain’t forgot that last, last night
When, waitin’ f’r orders, us two men
Made up ’nd shuck hands, afore the fight.
’nd after it all, it’s soothin’ to know
That here I be ’nd yonder’s Jim,—
He havin’ his opinyin uv me,
’nd I havin’ my opinyin uv him.
Eugene Field.