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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357730" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Old Town Types No. 7</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well I remember him - Big Jack Herrington;<br>Big Jack, the lumper, tanned and honest-eyed,<br>The clean, straight limbs of him,<br>The strength in those limbs of him <br>Strength that was the end of him, and once had been his pride:<br>Big Jack Herrington, toiling up the stack,<br>Hefting up the wheat sacks on his mighty back.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One year, two years he labored when the wheat came;<br>Three years, four years, in the grimy heat,<br>Toiling up the planks there <br>The crazy, narrow planks there.<br>Folk said, 'A wonder! Why, there's nothing got him beat!'<br>Never had he faltered beneath a heavy bag <br>Big, Jack, the lumper, never known to sag.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For five years, for big pay he larbored there.<br>'Ten bob a day!' they said. 'Jack's the boy to score.'<br>And then came the end of him <br>A false step, and the end of him;<br>And Big Jack, the lumper, he toiled no more.<br>Twisted now and broken - his body and his pride,<br>Big Jack lingered on, a cripple till he died.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Old Jack Herrington, sitting in the bar-room,<br>Hoping for a kind friend, waiting for a 'shout.'<br>Men said, 'Remember him?'<br>Course I remember him.<br>Best about the stock yard till his strength gave out.<br>Booze never beat him till that tumble turned him queer....<br>Hey! Old Jack, there! Have another beer?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q>
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Big Jack, the lumper, tanned and honest-eyed,
The clean, straight limbs of him,
The strength in those limbs of him 
Strength that was the end of him, and once had been his pride:
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