'I drove 'em all before me—glory, g'lang; knocked 'em higher 'n a kite and peppered 'em.
'I sunk the Preble, and the Vincennes did I send to thunder. I peppered 'em.
'The ram has rammed everything to pieces, and the rest did I drive high and dry ashore, where I peppered 'em.
'What was left did my ships destroy; verily I peppered 'em.
'The residue thereof, lo! was it not burnt up by my fire-ships?—yea, they were peppered.
'The remainder I am even now peppering, and the others will I continue to pepper.
'Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers—even so did I—such a peppering never yet was seen, neither aforetime, or aftertime, not in the land where the pepper grows, or any other time.
'I peppered 'em.'
And lo! when this was read there arose such a cry of joy as never was heard, no, not at the Tower of Babel on Saturday night.
And he who read, said: 'Rome was redeemed for a thousand pounds of pepper and a thousand of gold, pound for pound did they weigh it out. But such pepper as this is beyond price—yea, beyond all gold.