WHAT I LIVED FOR. 
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best faculties concentrated in it. My instinct tells me 
that my head is an organ for burrowing, as some crea¬ 
tures use their snout and fore-paws, and with it I would 
mine and burrow my way through these hills. I think 
that the richest vein is somewhere hereabouts; so by 
the divining rod and thin rising vapors I judge; and 
here I will begin to mine. 
