Colonel Thorpe's Scenes in Arkansaw: Containing the Whole of the Quarter Race in Kentucky ... and Other Sketches Illustrative of Scenes, Incidents, and Characters, Throughout "The Universal Yankee Nation." To which is Added, The Drama in Pokerville; A Night in a Swamp; and Other StoriesWilliam Trotter Porter T.B. Peterson, 1858 |
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