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tion of equatorial girth, refreshment of slumber, 

 serenity of mind, and mellowness of heart, so long 

 as warbling birds, Springtime flowers, the whisper- 

 ing woods, and murmuring waters shall exist for our 

 periodical enchantment and sanctuary which may 

 it be a long, long while, before, joining my old-time 



angling companion John P , we too will have 



passed on, out of sight downstream, to that faraway 

 land where " a pure river of the Water of Life, clear 

 as crystal, proceedeth from the throne of God." 



