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Of Kentucky's great hunter bold / Old Daniel Boone oft tales are told, / Of wild beasts he had no fear, / But dangers loved that pioneer.
Canada has hunters many, / Yet perhaps there is not any / For skill and boldness can compare / With our own Daniel Hebner.
In youth he was both tall and strong, / And supple as a willow thong, / He never fled from savage bear, / Though bruin on hind legs would rear.
In hunting mink, or fox or coon, / He was a second Daniel Boone, / His rifle oft brought down the deer, / Which to his table brought good cheer.
But through his life his highest aim / Was to kill the savage game, / To track the wild cat to its lair / And see its eyes so fiercely glare.
But he oft longs for a cut ham, / Sweet as from bear near to Putnam, / For he waged his fiercest war / In big swamp of Dorchester.
Now in the winter Dan he rides / Warm 'mong his bear and coon skin hides, / He lets the younger men now snare / The beaver, muskrat and otter.