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Being asked by an intimate party	A
Which the same I would term as a friend	B
Though his health it were vain to call hearty	A
Since the mind to deceit it might lend	B
For his arm it was broken quite recent	C
And there's something gone wrong with his lung	D
Which is why it is proper and decent	C
I should write what he runs off his tongue	D
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First he says Miss he's read through your letter	E
To the end and the end came too soon	F
That a slight illness kept him your debtor	E
Which for weeks he was wild as a loon	F
That his spirits are buoyant as yours is	G
That with you Miss he challenges Fate	H
Which the language that invalid uses	I
At times it were vain to relate	H
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And he says that the mountains are fairer	E
For once being held in your thought	J
That each rock holds a wealth that is rarer	E
Than ever by gold seeker sought	J
Which are words he would put in these pages	I
By a party not given to guile	K
Though the claim not at date paying wages	I
Might produce in the sinful a smile	K
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He remembers the ball at the Ferry	A
And the ride and the gate and the vow	L
And the rose that you gave him that very	A
Same rose he is treasuring now	L
Which his blanket he's kicked on his trunk Miss	M
And insists on his legs being free	A
And his language to me from his bunk Miss	M
Is frequent and painful and free	A
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He hopes you are wearing no willows	N
But are happy and gay all the while	K
That he knows which this dodging of pillows	N
Imparts but small ease to the style	K
And the same you will pardon he knows Miss	M
That though parted by many a mile	K
Yet were he lying under the snows Miss	M
They'd melt into tears at your smile	K
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And you'll still think of him in your pleasures	O
In your brief twilight dreams of the past	P
In this green laurel spray that he treasures	O
It was plucked where your parting was last	P
In this specimen but a small trifle	Q
It will do for a pin for your shawl	R
Which the truth not to wickedly stifle	Q
Was his last week's clean up and his all	R
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He's asleep which the same might seem strange Miss	M
Were it not that I scorn to deny	S
That I raised his last dose for a change Miss	M
In view that his fever was high	S
But he lies there quite peaceful and pensive	T
And now my respects Miss to you	U
Which my language although comprehensive	T
Might seem to be freedom is true	U
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For I have a small favor to ask you	U
As concerns a bull pup and the same	V
If the duty would not overtask you	U
You would please to procure for me game	V
And send per express to the Flat Miss	M
For they say York is famed for the breed	W
Which though words of deceit may be that Miss	M
I'll trust to your taste Miss indeed	W
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P S Which this same interfering	X
Into other folks' way I despise	Y
Yet if it so be I was hearing	X
That it's just empty pockets as lies	Y
Betwixt you and Joseph it follers	Y
That having no family claims	Y
Here's my pile which it's six hundred dollars	Y
As is yoURS with respects	Y
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TRUTHFUL JAMES	Y

Bret Harte (francis)

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