So back to Endless Street and once again
Our Jocko slumbers close to Betsey-Jane,
Clutched in her little fingers’ rosy snare,
Among the sleepy tangles of her hair,
Seen dimly through her cot’s surrounding rail.
And here are morals tied to Jocko’s Tale:—
“Though hurt your feelings never try to roam
For there are many places worse than home.”
And yet another,—“Never slight or spurn
A good old friend, they say a worm will turn;
And such-like stories end in deeper pain
Than that of Jocko and his Betsey-Jane.”