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[The savage dies—they sacrifice a horse]
The savage dies—they sacrifice a horseTo bear to happy hunting-grounds the corse.
Our friends expire—we make the money fly
In hope their souls will chase it to the sky.
Jex Wopley.
| The collected works of Ambrose Bierce | |