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Blanc, Freeman, Bob Hutchinson, Daddy Jim, 

 and a score of good fellows, had all gone to that 

 bourne from which no traveller returns, and their 

 places were occupied by strangers. 



" But what boots it, my friends, from the hunter to flee 



Who shoots with the shaft of the grave ? 

 Far better to meet him right manfully, 

 The brave by the side of the brave ! 

 And when against us he shall turn his brand, 

 With his face to the foe let each hero stand, 

 And await 

 His fate 

 From a hero's hand." 



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