At length, he fell down on the road, fully expecting each moment would prove his last. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. " "I should like to hear all particulars of the affair," said Jackson, "if it wouldn't be troubling you too much. He's the only native I trust in these parts. Jack had well-nigh fallen too.
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