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New York Weekly
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v. 32 no. 43
— page 3 |
| Subject / Tag: |
Sketch |
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New York Weekly, v. XXXII, no. 43, September 10, 1877 (Issue) |
| Author: |
Dixon, Helena
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| Date: |
September 10, 1877 |
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The sun was sinking behind the great lake in a flood of crimson, and gold, burnishing the somber lodges of an Indian village and the giant trees and beetling cliffs which surrounded it, with a glow of beauty at once wild and grand. |
| Last Sentence: |
The canoe lurched, and the dead bodies of the hapless lovers, still locked in each other's embrace, were committed to the keeping of the waves, never more to rise till the sea shall give up its dead. |
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