The two executioners stalk along over the knolls, They approach the proud tree that bears the death-mark on its side, The chips fly about, Till a broad gash in the bark is hewn, One of them tries to hook upward a rope, the shivers are seen to grow greater, kneeling and sawing again, they step back, Job and Ike rush aside., The steady growth has been ended..

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