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Samantha at Saratoga by Marietta Holley
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"Wall, I knew there would be where you would want to go." And he
drove on at a good jog. But no better jog than we had been a
goin' on.

Wall the weather wuz delightful. It wuz soft and balmy. And my
feelin's towered my pardner (owin' to his linement) wuz soft and
balmy as the air. And so we moved onwards, past the home of one
who wuz true to his country, when all round him wuz false, who
governed his state wisely and well, held the lines firm, when she
wuz balky, and would have been glad to take the lines in her
teeth and run away onto ruin; past the big grand house of him who
carried a piece of our American justice way off into Egypt and
carried it firm and square too right there in the dark. I s'pose
it is dark. I have always hearn about its bein' as dark as
Egypt. Wall, anyway he is a good lookin' man. They both on 'em
are and Josiah admitted it - after some words.

Wall anon, or perhaps a little after, we came to where we could
see the face of Beautiful Saratoga Lake, layin' a smilin' up into
the skies. A little white cloud wuz a restin' up on the top of
the tree-covered mountain that riz up on one side of the lake,
and I felt that it might be the shadow form of the sacred dove
Saderrosseros a broodin' down over the waters she loved.

That she loved still, though another race wuz a bathin' their
weary forwards in the tide. And I wondered as I looked down on
it, whether the great heart of the water wuz constant; if it ever
heaved up into deep sithes a thinkin' of the one who had passed
away, of them who once rested lightly on her bosem, bathed their
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