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James Whitcomb Riley - Tom Johnson`s QuitJames Whitcomb Riley - Tom Johnson`s Quit
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A passel o` the boys last night--     An` me amongst `em--kindo got   To talkin` Temper`nce left an` right,     An` workin` up "blue-ribbon," _hot_;   An` while we was a-countin` jes`     How many bed gone into hit   An` signed the pledge, some feller says,--         "Tom Johnson`s quit!"   We laughed, of course--`cause Tom, you know,     _He`s_ spiled more whisky, boy an` man,   And seed more trouble, high an` low,     Than any chap but Tom could stand:   And so, says I "_He`s_ too nigh dead.     Far Temper`nce to benefit!"   The feller sighed agin, and said--         "Tom Johnson`s quit!"   We all _liked_ Tom, an` that was why     We sorto simmered down agin,   And ast the feller ser`ously     Ef he wa`n`t tryin` to draw us in:   He shuck his head--tuck off his hat--     Helt up his hand an` opened hit,   An` says, says he, "I`ll _swear_ to that--         Tom Johnson`s quit!"   Well, we was stumpt, an` tickled too,--     Because we knowed ef Tom _had_ signed   Ther wa`n`t no man `at wore the "blue"     `At was more honester inclined:   An` then and there we kindo riz,--     The hull dern gang of us `at bit--   An` th`owed our hats and let `er whizz,--         "_Tom Johnson`s quit!_"   I`ve heerd `em holler when the balls     Was buzzin` `round us wus `n bees,   An` when the ole flag on the walls     Was flappin` o`er the enemy`s,   I`ve heerd a-many a wild "hooray"     `At made my heart git up an` git--   But Lord!--to hear `em shout that way!--         "_Tom Johnson`s quit!_"   But when we saw the chap `at fetched     The news wa`n`t jinin` in the cheer,   But stood there solemn-like, an` reched     An` kindo wiped away a tear,   We someway sorto` stilled agin,     And listened--I kin hear him yit,   His voice a-wobblin` with his chin,--         "Tom Johnson`s quit--   "I hain`t a-givin` you no game--     I wisht I was!... An hour ago,   This operator--what`s his name--     The one `at works at night, you know?--   Went out to flag that Ten Express,     And sees a man in front of hit   Th`ow up his hands an` stagger--yes,--         _Tom Johnson`s quit_."
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