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He put his fingers in his mouth And whistled long and clear, And presently a goodly horde Of cow boys did appear. Cried Willie Clow: "My comrades bold, Haste to the Waller Lot, And rescue from that Injun band Our charming Sissy Knott!" HE PUT HIS FINGERS IN HIS MOUTH AND WHISTLED LONG AND CLEAR AND PRESENTLY A GOODLY HORDE OF COWBOYS DID APPEAR CRIED WILLY KLOUGH MY COMRADES BOLD HASTE TO THE WALLER LOT AND RESCUE FROM THAT INJUN BAND OUR CHARMING SISSY NOT
HE DELECTABLE BALLAD OF THE WALLER LOT Up yonder in Buena Park There is a famous spot, In legend and in history Yclept the Waller Lot. There children play in daytime And lovers stroll by dark, For 't is the goodliest trysting-place In all Buena Park. Once on a time that beauteous maid, Sweet little Sissy Knott, Took out her pretty doll to walk Within the Waller Lot. While thus she fared, from Ravenswood Came Injuns o'er the plain, And seized upon that beauteous maid And rent her doll in twain. Oh, 't was a piteous thing to hear Her lamentations wild; She tore her golden curls and cried: "My child! My child! My child!" Alas, what cared those Injun chiefs How bitterly wailed she? They never had been mothers, And they could not hope to be! "Have done with tears," they rudely quoth, And then they bound her hands; For they proposed to take her off To distant border lands. But, joy! from Mr. Eddy's barn Doth Willie Clow behold The sight that makes his hair rise up And all his blood run cold. VE SONGS OF CHILDHOOD BY EUGENE FIELD THE DELECTABLE BALLAD OF THE WALLER LOT UP YONDER IN BUENA PARK THERE IS A FAMOUS SPOT IN LEGEND AND IN HISTORY ECLEPT THE WALLER LOT THEIR CHILDREN PLAY IN DAYTIME AND LOVERS STROLL BY DARK WHICH IS THE GOODLIEST TRYSTING PLACE IN ALL BUENAPARK ONCE ON A TIME THAT BEAUTEOUS MAID SWEET LITTLE SISSY NOT TOOK OUT HER PRETTY DOLL TO WALK WITHIN THE WALLER LOT WHILE THUS SHE FARED FROM RAVENS WOOD CAME INJUNS O'ER THE PLAIN AND SEIZED UPON THAT BEAUTEOUS MAIDEN RENT HER DOLL IN TWAIN OH TWAS A PITEOUS THING TO HEAR HER LAMENTATIONS WILD SHE TORE HER GOLDEN CURLS AND CRIED MY CHILD MY CHILD MY CHILD ALAS WHAT CARED THOSE INJUN CHIEFS HOW BITTERLY WAILED SHE THEY NEVER HAD BEEN MOTHERS AND THEY COULD NOT HOPE TO BE HAVE DONE WITH TEARS THEY RUDELY QUOTH THEN THEY BOUND HER HANDS FOR THEY PROPOSED TO TAKE HER OFF TO DISTANT BORDER LANDS BUT JOY FROM MISTER EDDY'S BARN DOTH WILLY CLOUD BEHOLD THE SIGHT THAT MAKES HIS HAIR RISE UP AND ALL HIS BLOOD RUN COLD
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