Ain't No Shepherdsons Around Here
Huck finds himself among
an old family feud.
Shepherdson family, roaring
hatred, goes forward,
enkindled by "true" old men's tales.
The boy, Buck proudly waves hate
with a bowie knife,
Ready to scalp their heads.
Tick tock
comfortable
went the family.
The river became a silent witness.
The river became a silent witness.
Twain Quoted
ODE TO STEPHEN DOWLING BOTS, DEC'D
And did young Stephen sicken, And did young Stephen die? And did the sad hearts thicken, And did the mourners cry?
No; such was not the fate of Young Stephen Dowling Bots; Though sad hearts round him thickened, 'Twas not from sickness' shots.
No whooping-cough did rack his frame, Nor measles drear with spots; Not these impaired the sacred name Of Stephen Dowling Bots.
Despised love struck not with woe That head of curly knots, Nor stomach troubles laid him low, Young Stephen Dowling Bots.
O no. Then list with tearful eye, Whilst I his fate do tell. His soul did from this cold world fly By falling down a well.
They got him out and emptied him; Alas it was too late; His spirit was gone for to sport aloft In the realms of the good and great.
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