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a great wave of soul destroying fear en- 
compassed me—wild black fear. I 
could not reason it out. We were lost! 
af Nimrod scoffed at me. The track 
was still plain, he said; but I could not 
read the hieroglyphics at my feet, and 
there was no room in my mind for con- 
fidence or hope. Fear filled it all. 
There we were with the mighty forces 
of the insensate world around, so pitiless, 
so silently cruel, it seemed to my city- 
bred soul. It was the spot where Nature 
spread her wonders before us, one tiny 
spring dividing its waters east and west 
for the Atlantic and Pacific oceans, for 
this was the highest point. 
We attempted to cross that hateful 
divide, that at another time might have 
looked so beautiful, when suddenly Nim- 
rod’s horse plunged withers deep in a 
bog, and in his struggles to get out 
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