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“Stop!” says Gellin', “Stop!”
He says, and he gave a skip and a hop,
And got hoult of the door. “Stop!” like commandin';
“Aisy!” says the Shuperintandin';
“Aisy, Mr. Gellin'!” he says;
“Aisy? What sort of talk is this?”
Says Gellin'. “Aisy! I'd have you to know,”
And set to work, and gave them the jaw,
Most terrible—the way he was tellin';
Aw, by gogh! he could do it, could Gellin'—
Could and would—They'd heard a lecthur,
He said, about women that's drew in a pecthur.
Concubines, and ould men's misses;
Was this the talk for Methodisses?
Were they Protestans? See, then, see!
Wasn' this flat Popery?
What else in the world? “Pecthurs!” he says,
“Pecthurs, graven images!
It's as clear as daylight,” says Gellin'; but then—
The mortgages! And at it again.
Mortgages, he said, indeed,
He'd like to see the trust deed;
He called for it to be produced—
Yes, and he'd hev it. They couldn' be loosed
From the obligation under the Trust—
Was it gud in law? Was it right? Was it just?
Mortgages! There couldn' be—
And how about the mortgagee?
He could tell Mr. Cain, if he'd lent that money,
The position he was in was more till funny;
It was danger's it was, a reg'lar fix,
And he'd better be makin' quick sticks
To get out of it, or he'd see what the Coort
Of Chancery would say. And he roort
And he shouted: and he'd hev it tried,
He said, if it beggared him, if he died;
He'd take it to every Coort in creation—
It was just “a corrup' consideration.”