Mr. Longfellow in his Indian poem--"Higher-Water." The
water is higher up there.

(Music.)

(Picture of) The plains of Colorado.

These are the dreary plains over which we rode for so many
weary days. An affecting incident occurred on these plains
some time since, which I am sure you will pardon me for
introducing here.

On a beautiful June morning--some sixteen years ago--

(Music, very loud till the scene is off.)

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--and she fainted on Reginald's breast! (At this part of
the lecture Artemus pretended to tell a story--the piano
playing loudly all the time. He continued his narration in
excited dumb-show--his lips moving as though he were
speaking. For some minutes the audience indulged in
unrestrained laughter.)

(Picture of) The Prairie on Fire.