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se And he sez, "It's too thin! Such statements as those It's too late to begin. There's a MODOC INDICTMENT agin you, O Paleface, and you're goin' in! "You stole Schonchin's squaw In the year sixty-two; It was in sixty-four That Long Jack you went through, And you burned Nasty Jim's rancheria, and his wives and his papooses too. "This gun in my hand Was sold me by you 'Gainst the law of the land, And I grieves it is true!" And he buried his face in his blanket and wept as he hid it from view. "But you're tried and condemned, And skelping's your doom," And he paused and he hemmed-- But why this resume? He was skelped 'gainst the custom of nations, and cut off like a rose in its bloom. So I asks without guile, And I trusts not in vain, If this is the style That is going to obtain-- If here's Captain Jack still a-livin', and Nye with no skelp on his brain? AN IDYL OF THE ROAD (SIERRAS, 1876) DRAMATIS PERSONAE First Tourist Second Tourist Yuba Bill, Driver A Stranger FIRST TOURIST Look how the upland plunges into cover, Green where the pines fade sullenly away. Wonderful those olive depths! and wonderful, moreover-- SECOND TOURIST The red dust that rises in a suffocating way. FIRST TOURIST Small is the soul that cannot soar above it, Cannot but cling to its ever-kindred clay: Better be yon bird, that seems to breathe and love it-- SECOND TOURIST Doubtless a hawk or some other bird of prey. Were we, like him, as sure of a dinner That on our stomachs would comfortably stay; Or were the fried ham a shade or two just thinner, That must confront us at closing of the day: Then might you sing like Theocritus or Virgil, Then might we each make a metrical essay; But verse just now--I must protest and urge--ill Fits a digestion by travel led astray. CHORUS OF PASSENGERS Speed, Yuba Bill! oh, speed us to our dinner! Speed to the sunset that beckons far away. SECOND TOURIST William of Yuba, O Son of Nimshi, hearken! Check thy profanity, but not thy chariot's play. Tell us, O William, before the shadows darken, Where, and,
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