Not a breath of air stirred over the free and open prairie the clouds were like light piles of cotton and where the blue sky was visible it wore a hazy and languid aspect Francis Parkman

Not a breath of air stirred over the free and open prairie the clouds were like light piles of cotton and where the blue sky was visible it wore a hazy and languid aspect Francis Parkman
Not a breath of air stirred over the free and open prairie the clouds were like light piles of cotton and where the blue sky was visible it wore a hazy and languid aspect Francis Parkman

Not a breath of air stirred over the free and open prairie the clouds were like light piles of cotton and where the blue sky was visible it wore a hazy and languid aspect Francis Parkman

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