Si
Haskell never told a lie,
He
was as good an’ true as pie;
If
he went fishin’ spring or fall,
An’
ketched a lot, or none at all,
He
wouldn’t stretch as some folks do
No
matter if you asked him to.
If
Si done wrong, the which I doubt,
An’
folks was apt to find it out,
He’d
never try to dodge a bit,
E’en
though he’d git the most of it.
Si
Haskell couldn’t tell a lie,
No
use for folks to make him try;
An’
Gungywamp looked up to him
An’
praised his vitue to the brim.
Si
never took no credit, law,
He
didn’t see what others saw.
He
went about his work each day,
An’
never had a thing to say.
Men
jist like him wan’t very thick
Round
Gungywamp or Lizzard Crick.
It
seemed too bad that such as Si
Should
age an’ even have to die.
He
couldn’t tell a lie, I vum,
Si
Haskell he was deef an’ dumb.
April
18, 1913
Send
Wed. Apr. 23, 1913
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