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Now Nevada, Though Robed In Gray And White--The Gray Of Sagebrush And The
White Of Snowy Summits--Had Never Yet Been Accounted A Nun When Once
Again The Early Summer Aroused The Passions Of Her Being And The Wild
Peach Burst Into Bloom.

It Was Out In Nauwish Valley, At The Desert-Edge, Where Gold Has Been
Stored In The Hungry-Looking Rock To Lure Man Away From Fairer Pastures.
There Were Mountains Everywhere--Huge, Rugged Mountains, Erected In The
Igneous Fury Of World-Making, Long Since Calmed. Above Them All The Sky
Was Almost Incredibly Blue--An Intense Ultramarine Of Extraordinary
Clearness And Profundity.