Beloved Peeler! friend and guide
And guard of many a midnight reeler,
None worthier, though the world is wide,
Beloved Peeler.
Thou from before the swift four-wheeler
Didst pluck me, and didst thrust aside
A strongly built provision-dealer
Who menaced me with blows, and cried
'Come on! come on!' O Paian, Healer,
Then but for thee I must have died,
Beloved Peeler!
The following presentiment, though he was no 'waster,' may very well have been his own. He was only half Scotch, and not at all metaphysical:—
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