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or purposely staid away, I know not ; but he did not 

 return, and the thirsty tipplers were " left " once more. 

 Beyond Cheyenne the country loses the flat monot- 

 ony of the plains, and we were soon in the heart of the 



Rocky Mountains. We came at length to Green River 

 Station, which, though barren and cold, is an exceed- 

 ingly interesting place. Green River is the main 

 branch of the Colorado, that river of wonder. One 

 can catch a few glimpses of its gayly colored towers, 



