IV.

Ketch a shadder down below, And look up to find the crow; Er a hawk away up there, ’Pearantly froze in the air!— Hear the old hen squawk, and squat Over every chick she’s got, Suddent-like!—And she knows where That air hawk is, well as you!— You jes’ bet yer life she do!— Eyes a-glittering like glass Waitin’ till he makes a pass!