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Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
Contributing Library: Tisch Library
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also a univer-sity with various departments, includinglaw, medicine and theology. Several ablephysicians practice in the city, but theywere educated in foreign schools. The the-ological department receives its crude ma-terial from almost any source, and manyof the priests are liberally supplied withIndian blood, some of them low-browed,immoral loafers, whom any amount oftraining would never convert into men ofhigh ideals. The Prado is a wide street convertedinto a promenade by eucalyptus and othertrees, and several creditable statues andfountains; it provides a very refreshingretreat from the motley crowds of thestreets. IN JUNE BY MATILDA HUGHES A quiet hour beneath the trees;A little, whispering, lazy breeze; A perfect sky,Where, now and then, an idle cloudStrayed from its mates to wander by,And near the border of the woodA thrush that sang, serene and strong,The flute notes of the perfect song We almost understood;Then eventide—and in the lightThe mystery that preludes the night.
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Photograph by A. B. Phelan. AND ALL THE FISH THAT HE DID CATCH WERE IN HIS MOTHERS PAIL. HIS BATTLE BY NORMAN H. CROWELL IT was rather late in the evening whenthe battle-scarred veteran hitched hischair out from behind the stove andcoughed ever so slightly as he stole aglance at the proprietor, who was wipingthe bar. Boys, said he, Ive been through agood many things that the heft o you fel-lers would agree was middlin tough, butthe wust I ever was through was TurkeyRidge. Ever hear o Turkey Ridge? He cast an eagle eye at the circle ofbronzed faces and smiled wearily as hemoved his gaze in the direction of theproprietor. What kind of a disease is it, Cap? in-terrogated an individual in a far corner. The veteran stiffened. It was th dingdongdest kind of amaulin match that took place durin thhull war, an fer one Im mighty glad I gotout alive. Why, out o thirty-seven hun-derd men that went into it all I ever seearterward was me n Jabe Wiggins. Itell ye, th way us two fellers stood with ou

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