"Old Ben's all right,
He's druv five year and never was struck."
"Now if _I_'d been thar, as sure as you live,
They'd 'a' plugged me with holes as thick as a sieve;
It's the reg'lar Golyer luck."
Over hill and holler and ford and creek,
Jest like the hosses had wings, we tore;
We got to Looney's, and Ben come in
And laid down the baby and axed for his gin,
And dropped in a heap on the floor.
Said he, "When they fired, I kivered the kid, -
Although I ain't pretty, I'm middlin' broad;
And look! he ain't fazed by arrow nor ball, -
Thank God! my own carcase stopped them all."
Then we seen his eye glaze, and his lower jaw fall, -
And he carried his thanks to God.
THE PLEDGE AT SPUNKY POINT.
A TALE OF EARNEST EFFORT AND HUMAN PERFIDY.
It's all very well for preachin',
But preachin' and practice don't gee:
I've give the thing a fair trial,
And you can't ring it in on me.
So toddle along with your pledge, Squire,
Ef that's what you want me to sign;
Betwixt me and you, I've been thar,
And I'll not take any in mine.
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