I was down the river a few years ago and joined a party to go out an' hunt up some redskins as had been reported.
Wetzel was with us.

We soon struck Injun sign, and then come on to a lot of the pesky varmints.

We was all fer goin' home, because we had a small force.

When we started to go we finds Wetzel sittin' calm-like on a log.

We said: 'Ain't ye goin' home ?' and he replied, 'I cum out to find redskins, an' now as we've found 'em, I'm not goin' to run away.' An' we left him settin' thar.