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Janet McRea.

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She heard the fight was over,         And won the wrath of fame!     When tidings from her lover,         With his good war-steed came:     To guard her safely to his tent,     The red-men of the woods were sent.         They led her where sweet waters gush!     Under the pine-tree bough!         The tomahawk is raised to crush--     'Tis buried in her brow!--     She sleeps beneath that pine-tree now!     Her broken-hearted lover         In hopeless conflict died!     The forest-leaves now cover         That soldier and his bride!     The frown of the Great Spirit fell     Upon the red-men like a spell!         No more those waters slake their thirst,     Shadeless to them that tree!         O'er land and lake they roam accurst,     And in the clouds they see     Thy spirit, unavenged, McRea!

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