They cheered and felt their courage strengthened." "Good!" said Max, "that cock was at better business than the fighting he had doubtless been brought up to." "Yes; so say I: "O Johnny Bull, my joe John, Behold on Lake Champlain, With more than equal force, John, You tried your fist again; But the cock saw how 'twas going.
And cried 'Cock-a-doodle-doo,' And Macdonough was victorious, Johnny Bull, my joe!" "Pretty good," laughed Max.

"But there are the taps; so good-night.".