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THE SOCIETY UPON THE STANISLAUS. BY BRET HARTE.

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I reside at Table Mountain and my name is Truthful James; I am not up to small deceit or any sinful games; And I’ll tell in simple language what I know about the row That broke up our society upon the Stanislow.

But first I would remark that it is not a proper plan For any scientific gent to whale his fellow man, And if a member don’t agree with his peculiar whim To lay for that same member for to “put a head” on him.

Now nothing could be finer or more beautiful to see Than the first six months’ proceedings of that same society, Till Brown of Calaveras brought a lot of fossil bones That he found within a tunnel near the tenement of Jones.

Then Brown he read a paper, and he reconstructed there, From those same bones an animal that was extremely rare; And Jones then asked the chair for a suspension of the rules Till he could prove that those same bones was one of his lost mules.

Then Brown he smiled a bitter smile, and said he was at fault, It seems he had been trespassing on Jones’ family vault; He was a most sarcastic man, this quiet Mr. Brown, And on several occasions he had cleaned out the town.

Now I hold it is not decent for a scientific gent To say another is an ass—at least, to all intent; Nor should the individual who happens to be meant Reply by heaving rocks at him to any great extent.

Then Abner Dean of Angel’s raised a point of order, when— A chunk of old red sandstone took him in the abdomen, And he smiled a kind of sickly smile and curled up on the floor, And the subsequent proceedings interested him no more.

For, in less time than I write it, every member did engage In a warfare with the remnants of a paleozoic age; And the way they heaved those fossils in their anger was a sin, Till the skull of an old mammoth caved the head of Thompson in.

And this is all I have to say of these improper games, For I live at Table Mountain and my name is Truthful James; And I’ve told in simple language what I know about the row That broke up our society upon the Stanislow.

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