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ON HEARING AN OLD CAMP-COMPANION'S VOICE FROM THE STREET.

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THE autumn-spruces sadly shake,

The leaves are falling.

The night is still; far down the lake

The loons are calling.

From cabin-door outstreams the light,

Within's the rustling

Of cleaning guns, and converse bright -

The guides are bustling.

The noon through fleecy clouds shines clear,

Their veil despising,

The while, old friend, again I hear

Your voice arising.

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