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TRUTH IS STRANGE ! 



I gave to the conqueror a hundred dollars for the skin, 

 which I wished to have stuffed, and preserved in my 

 museum at home, as a souvenir of the long, long day 

 I hacl spent face to face with the animal, the most terrible 

 of all which people the deserts of North America." 



Such was the conclusion of Mr. Jeffrey's story, which 

 I place before the reader without any commentary of 

 my own. " Truth is strange stranger than fiction." 



