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1. We stGarted out from Bern one sEmunny August morn thCere was just the four of us against the MatterGhorn there was EmAlbert the Australian and GJohn the Irishman mCe and Bill from Britain mad dogs in the Gsun.
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MatterEmhorn MatterGhorn Cmen have tried and Gmen have died to clCimb the MatterGhorn that Cmighty MatterGhorn.
2. Two miles up we lost John and the ration fell below Al and Bill were laying beneath an avalanche of snow now here I am all alone and I know I cannot stop two more yards in front of me before I reach the top. CH: 3. Now here I am a-dying upon the Matterhorn not a grave for me to lie in not a thing to keep me warm the Queen would surely knight me if I could get back down but it's closer here to heaven than it is back to the ground. CH:....