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22871	Stoddard, Charles Warren	Over the Rocky Mountains to Alaska			.txt	text/plain	32603	1550	78	old; gorges where currents of hot air breathe in your face like the terraces we had passed long before; far above us lay the great land we a fine little steamer and skim through the winding water-ways of Puget hill above; pine woods crowd to the water's edge, making the place look where the crows haunt the water's edge like sea-birds! about the little town, looking off upon the quiet sea, now veiled in a long summer days, took the ship by storm, and drove the most amiable and shores are as silent as the grave, the sea sleeps like a mill-pond, and queer little town and wondering what its future was likely to be. day we spent in Ward's Cove, land-locked, wooded to the water's edge, he sailed these waters; and, like Captain Kidd, he bore a charmed life Perhaps it did in the good old days now gone; but there is little	./cache/22871.txt	./txt/22871.txt