Page:War; or, What happens when one loves one's enemy, John Luther Long, 1913.djvu/87

DAVE "You ask her, Dave," says I.

"All right, I will," says Dave. "If she goes, I'll stay. If she stays, I'll go. I expect she has the usual requirements—store teeth, large hands and feet, whopper jaw, spectacles?"

"She has all of them," says I, "and others, too humorous to mention."

"Well, get out with the second-hand cousin," says Dave, after a while. "Why are we wasting time with her? Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof. Where's old Jon? He's worth several thousand second-hand cousins. I want to go fishing with him—so's he can catch 'em and I can carry 'em home. Observe!"

And he cut a pigeon wing, stamped hard on the floor, like nigger shows, and sung:

—Police he came to mend the job—

He ate the corn and all the cob—

The same as any other hog—

A-pulling off the green corn!

O-pulling off the green corn!

O-fetch along the demijohn!

O-come along, my yellow gal,

I'll meet you in the morning! 71