A Canadian child's ABC, Page 48

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TUMP

WHEN the portage is long and the footing is rough,

And the load on your back weighs far more than enough,

When each muscle has its own separate ache,

And mosquitoes are with you each step that you take,

The tump seems a tyrant. But then through the trees

Comes on your face sudden a freshening breeze,

You see the trail’s end and a ripple of blue,

And bless the good tump line that helped you get through.

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