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60 1858 Across the Plains over to his followers. The gates are now closed, and the port-holes are opened, there is but just room enough to pass your hand through the furs are no rapidly passed through the aperture by the thirsty Indians and the rum is distributed in the same manner with equal rapidity, and then follows a scene of drunken revelry that beggars description. Braves, squaws and children are all huddled in indiscriminately virtue and decency finds no resting place while in their Bacchanalian orgie.