14 THE FOGY DAYS AND NOW ; 



These valleys lie there side by side, 

 Their beauty no one bath denied ; 

 And here our Southern people came, 

 Some for health, some in search of game. 



They came in search of game and health, 

 All of means and many of wealth ; 

 Here they came to spend their summers, 

 Were attracted there, many comers. 



These valleys in the old Xorth State, 

 There yet, if not removed of late ; 

 Very near its Southern border, 

 Sure we left them in that order. 



From the State of Buncombe were due West, 

 These valleys of so much interest ; 

 Left them there hanging near the sky, 

 Among the clouds ahanging high. 



And here we gathered every Spring, 

 Our guns and dogs along would bring; 

 Came to enjoy each one full share, 

 So back behind we left all care. 



THE DEER DRIVE. 



Would break our fast at early morn, 

 Called together by signal horn ; 

 When eager hounds with business yelp, 

 Seemed crying, " Masters, here's your help. '^ 



Horn answers horn to sound the meet, 

 AVe'd start the hunt before the heat ; 

 Then off to the wilds we'd repair, 

 To roust the game from out his lair. 



