. At early candle light and other poems. HIS SWEETHEARTS THROAT. THAT reminds me — I reckon Inever toldThis camp how *Wes. won amedal of can hear, to-night, the Chancellor say,In the southern school down Georgia way,Whoever—These beans are about the stuff,But this bull-beef is so awful tough,I can scarcely chew the gravy; andThis coffee is hot as a Texas brand,— Whoever is first on the final voteWill hang his prize at his sweethearts throat. Well, I kept the tally, and I tell you He roped that crowd as clever, and threw It as clean as a steer that hits the sky, In just two minutes from


. At early candle light and other poems. HIS SWEETHEARTS THROAT. THAT reminds me — I reckon Inever toldThis camp how *Wes. won amedal of can hear, to-night, the Chancellor say,In the southern school down Georgia way,Whoever—These beans are about the stuff,But this bull-beef is so awful tough,I can scarcely chew the gravy; andThis coffee is hot as a Texas brand,— Whoever is first on the final voteWill hang his prize at his sweethearts throat. Well, I kept the tally, and I tell you He roped that crowd as clever, and threw It as clean as a steer that hits the sky, In just two minutes from stirrup to tie. I can see, in this crackling mesquite blaze. The scene as it was in those old days;23 24 HIS SWEETHEARTS THPOTTT The handsome girls, high-born and rich,Who beamed on the orators, wondering whichWould gain the glory, and then devoteHis prize to hang at his sweethearts throat. He is not a saint—he can bite a word Into blazing brimstone when his herd Is mavericked, and he told Kids breed That the timber-wolves on them would feed If they li


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