Old Chief.
Young men, in my day, courted war’s cutting claws,
Nor wasted their time making love to the squaws;
Such fooling as that in those days did not go—
Owosco.
Yes, yes; but that happened a long time ago.
All.
What wonders the men were a long time ago,
How thankful we are that it now isn’t so!
Every day for amusement a-killing they’d go,