. The book of ballads . legs and feet? in wrath young Silas cried;And, springing high into the air, he jerked his quid aside.— No man shall put my dander up, or with my feelings trifle,As long as Silas Fixings wears a bowie-knife and rifle. If your shoes pinch, replied Judge Lynch, youll very soon have ease,I 11 give you satisfaction, squire, in any way you please ;What are your weapons ?—knife or gun ?—at both I m pretty spry I Oh! tarnal death, you re spry, you are ? quoth Silas; soam I! Hard by the town a forest stands, dark with the shades of time,And they have sought that forest dark at m
. The book of ballads . legs and feet? in wrath young Silas cried;And, springing high into the air, he jerked his quid aside.— No man shall put my dander up, or with my feelings trifle,As long as Silas Fixings wears a bowie-knife and rifle. If your shoes pinch, replied Judge Lynch, youll very soon have ease,I 11 give you satisfaction, squire, in any way you please ;What are your weapons ?—knife or gun ?—at both I m pretty spry I Oh! tarnal death, you re spry, you are ? quoth Silas; soam I! Hard by the town a forest stands, dark with the shades of time,And they have sought that forest dark at mornings early prime;Lynch, backed by Nehemiah Dodge, and Silas with a friend,And half the town in glee came down to see that contests end. They led their men two mile apart, they measured out the ground;A belt of that vast wood it was, they notched the trees around ;Into the tangled brake they turned them off, and neither knewWhere he should seek his wagered foe, how get him into view. 48 Tllli liOOK OF
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