Song of Old Ephraim, by George R. Hill, Jr.

              The Song "Old Ephraim" from journal of George R. Hill Jr.
1. When brave Frank Clark, he took his sheep, way up Logan Canyon
He found a bear big as Bailey's ox, that he called Old Ephraim
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HIKE ALONG, HIKE ALQNG, HIKE ALONG WITH STRIDE SO FREE,    >
BUT WHEN YOU MEET OLD EPHRAIM, JUST LET THAT OLD BEAR BE.
2. Frank rode one day, up Willow Fork, to a hidden lazy spring,
In shiny mud, he found big bear tracks, as fresh as anything.
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3. "Ephraim,   by  gum,"   Frank   cried   aloud,   as   his   horse   he   snorts
and   rears,
You're mine this time, Old Ephraim, Tho' I've hunted you these
ten long years.
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4. You've sprung the traps I've set for you, and dragged them
clear away,
Kept out of sight, yet killed my sheep, some fifty in a day.
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5. I'll outwit you, you super bear, if you come to this wallow,
There won't be any man scent here, to let your keen nose know.
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6. Frank rode right down and got a trap, weighing fifty pounds or
more,
He also got a big log beam, hanging by his wagon door.
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7. The trap had two great jaws of steel, and ten sharp teeth
besides,
It took two great clamps to compress the spring, and then the
jaws op'd wide.
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8. Frank wired the log chain to the trap, and then to an aspen
log,
Took these to the spring on his saddle horn, and dropped them
in the bog.
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9. He smeared with mud the trap and chain, with a stick from his
horse's back,
Bruin came that night, pulled the trap away, then wallowed in
the muck.
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10. But he failed this time to spring the trap, a thing which he
always did,
Frank pulled it back to the spring next day, and it sank in
the shiny mud.
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11. That night from out this lonely gulch, came a coarse, blood
curdling roar,
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