That was the dream of those peop!e who. I suppose. wrote the beautiful poem that my friend recited as a peroration to his speech. By the way. they had a tradition down there that in the early days some immigrant In one of those prairieschooner wagons stopped with his family at hot Springs one evening. and after he had put out the teams. atnd while the fomily was preparing supper. le went to get a drink of water fromu a nearby spring lIle dipped up a dipperful of it in his tin dipper and put it to his mouth. and the lot water burned his lips. He threw down the dipper and came rushing back and said. "Here. hitch up and get out of here quick. Hell aint a mile off.." I do not know whether that had anything to do with the improvetnet that the Governmeni has been building there at the solicitation of the inhabitants ever since or with the rule of the Jesse James gang in after years or not.
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