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The western wind came lumbering in,
Bearing a faint Pacific din,
Our evening mail, swift at the call
Of its Post-Master General;
Laden with news from Californ',
Whate'er transpired hath since morn,
How wags the world by brier and brake
From hence to Athabasca lake;—

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