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mine, which was about five miles farther to the north, 
while I remained with the rest to examine the defile. 
I then took my rifle, and walked a couple of miles 
through it and the deep gorges which indent the ridge. 
In this ramble I passed a beautiful little stream, which, 
rising far within the defile, wound its way along through. 
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many intricacies, where it had worn for itself a deep 
bed, until it tumbled over the rocks in a single fall of 
some fifty feet. Although the quantity of water was 
small, the fall was exceedingly picturesque. When far 
up in this mountain, whither I was led with some of 
