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34 My eyes settle the land—I bend at her prow, or shout
 * joyously from the deck.

The boatmen and clam-diggers arose early and
 * stopped for me,

I tucked my trowser-ends in my boots, and went and
 * had a good time;

You should have been with us that day round the
 * chowder-kettle.

I saw the marriage of the trapper in the open air in
 * the far-west—the bride was a red girl,

Her father and his friends sat near, cross-legged and
 * dumbly smoking—they had moccasons to their
 * feet, and large thick blankets hanging from their
 * shoulders;

On a bank lounged the trapper—he was dressed
 * mostly in skins—his luxuriant beard and curls
 * protected his neck,

One hand rested on his rifle—the other hand held
 * firmly the wrist of the red girl,

She had long eyelashes—her head was bare—her
 * coarse straight locks descended upon her voluptuous
 * limbs and reached to her feet.

The runaway slave came to my house and stopped
 * outside,

I heard his motions crackling the twigs of the wood-
 * pile,

Through the swung half-door of the kitchen I saw
 * him limpsy and weak,

And went where he sat on a log, and led him in and
 * assured him,