Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1892-04-29

They then began to seronade.
At the lower end Of German street,
Their horns they blew, their shovel
beat,
Fiddles and Flutes they loudly play'd,
To keep good time with shovel and
spade.
BY the sound thereof the town was
shaken,
Which out of sleep did many awaken.
The reason why cannot tell
The wicked thought twas Nick from
And with his chains his spades and
shovels
Had come the wicked now to trouble;
These wicked men they must have
tho't
On the bad deeds which they had
wro't.
Their time they now had lily spent,
And down to hell they must be sent;
For such as to old Nick belong,
He'll separate them from the throng.
Now there was Ben that wax d thro'
fear;
Don't be alarmed said he, my Dear,
I'll venture TO the street and see
And il they stop I'll shoot and flee.
With cautious steps he vented out,
In hopes to see who was about;
But with quick steps the band had
past,
So Benny got no shoot at last.
The shovels now were work d with
vigor,
With them was cut dreadful figure;
By the claps thereof Peter was shaken
Which out of sleep did him awaken.
And as he jump'd towards the sky
He quickly saw the fire fly;
And when he fully saw their backs,
He thought il was the devils hacks.
The band now at the end Of Town,
Some were fatigued and did sit down;
And there they held long discourse,
About the base that went so hoarse.
But quickly back they did retreat,
And then Tailor they did meet
His size, his walk, and by his feet,
They thought it was Old Motter's
Pete.
Now around the. square the band did
go,
Their horns Intentionally to blow.
But some now judg'd it to be best,
To leave the people to their rest.
Now as along Church street they
went,
They saw it was the spy's intent
To stop the music of the band;
For on he went to 'waken Dan.
So on the porch the Tailor went,
The door he thump'd, his hair he rent,
But Dan confn'd in chains Of slum
ber,
Could not be wak'd by rage or thun-
der.
Then along by Pierce's school-house
They were followed by the stitch
house,
And there he made near approach,
On one of them he took hold.
And as they went to German street,
The Tailor still with them did keep.
On Bagman's cellar door they laid,
And sometimes with their horns they
play'd.
Stop Muse and take little view
OF things more simple now TO you,
To where you now may hav" some
fun,
Near where the music first begun.
Amidst the terror and the fuss
1t raised the Duke O'Thundergust,
And from his bed he quickly rose,
He then looked out and saw his foes.
On with his clothes was he inclined,
To stop the band was his design;
Then came he rumbling down the
stairs
And through the street his course did
steer,
He went post t-haste over TO Dan,
To get his aid to stop the band;
Dan very willing gives consent,
So up along the street they went.
The Duke had now sufficient aid,
To stop the music that was played,
So on to Linthicum's they went,
With hope to accomplish their intent.
So all along Mud Fort they go
In search of their nocturnal foe,
I hey storm'd the Fort when all was
done,
They then to German street return'd'
They walk d but slow, the night was
dark,
Who should they meet but Sorry Lark;
And as they talk d about the band,
Behold they heard a trumpet sound;
Saws Jack, tlcig that, it is your foes,
4 prize 90 great for you to lose.
With lengthy strides he at them
sprung,
With full intent 10 have them hung.
He grasp d Them hard do declare,
And was surprised to find ham there;
The fault was Johns the silly dog,
For he had taken too much grog.
Then was the warrant issued hence,
1t came like pounds, shillings and
pence,
4 currency that's out of date,
Tho not to screen them from their
fate,
Now to the bar they all were brought,
To answer for the crimes they'd
wrought,
And there be judged by men OF fame,
For calling Hcnry-a nick name.
The Attorneys iplead up wholesome
laws,