Pit where the buffalo cooled his hide, By the hot sun emptied, and blistered and dried; Log in the plume-gra**, hidden and lone; Bund where the earth-rat's mounds are strown; Cave in the bank where the sly stream steals; Aloe that stabs at the belly and heels, Jump if you dare on a steed untried-- Safer it is to go wide-go wide! Hark, from in front where the best men ride;-- "Pull to the off, boys! Wide! Go wide!"