Fragmented Verse Excerpt From Thomas W. Parson Draft
A torn OCR snippet presents a reflective poem fragment attributed to Thomas W. Parsons. It contemplates fatigue, guilt, hospitality for the weary, and a plea for pity toward a hidden inner guest as the speaker seeks rest. The text is incomplete and interwoven with stray phrases and misspellings.
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Tata
Reine
Forbes
Thomas W. Parsown
Parson Bills Drive Over Sangre de Cristo Range
General James W. Forsyth recalls how Parson Bill, a seasoned army teamster, drove an ambulance mule train through a dividing range toward a miners’ supply station. The moment grew tense as Indians were feared. Bill’s extraordinary raw profanity and whip work carried the convoy past the divide before nightfall.
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Sangre de Cristo Range
New Mexico
Parson Dill
Che Moles
Araon
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