This I thought the prettiest song I had ever heard in my life. Environment so colors things. In other words, "circumstances alter cases."
The lady at once demanded a lock of my hair as compensation for services rendered, and I removed the buckskin wrap and told her to take a lock, but cautioned her not to take too large a bunch, for fear there might not be enough to go around. The young lady, seeing that I was very bashful, had considerable trouble in find-a lock that suited her. A number of the young ladies sang together, after which several of them took the scissors and cut a lock of hair from the head of the young trapper.
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She had trouble in finding a lock that suited her.
I wondered "at the time why it was that all the young ladies had a pick at me, for there was Johnnie West, a
