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CHAPTER I THE MENDICANTS REACH WINNIPEG "We are as mendicants who waitAlong the roadside in the sun.Tatters of yesterday and shredsOf morrow clothe us every one."And some are dotards, who believeAnd glory in the days of old;While some are dreamers, harping stillUpon an unknown age of gold."O foolish ones, put by your care!Where wants are many, joys are few;And at the wilding springs of peace,God keeps an open house for you."But there be others,... more...