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There the gaunt wolf sits on his rock and howls, And there in painted pomp the savage Indian prowls.
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longer, indulged too freely in Colorado whiskey; and that night we had to fight the _delirium tremens_, as well. He tried several times to jump out of the coach, and made the night hideous with his screams; but we succeeded finally in getting him down under one of the seats, and thus carried him safely along. As if to add to our misfortunes, soon after midnight one of our thorough-braces broke, and then we had to go humping along on the axle-tree for ten or twelve miles, until we reached the next station. This no doubt was a good antidote to John Barleycorn; but it scarcely improved our impressions of
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Bitter Creek.