Review of the Camp
Once more the Devil takes a tramp
Around the Seven Devil camp.
To note improvement that's been made
In miners' work of every grade:
To see the ore shining bright,
That toiling men have brought to light:
To hear the news of every kind
About the Seven Devil mines;
And then report to men of sense
The facts, which are our best defence.
Against the cur who roams about
And swears the mines are all played out.
Then sneaks about, devoid of shame.
To jump some working miner's claim:
Before the public then parade
The great discovery he has made.
With such a thieving, lazy pup
The Devil yet will settle up.
With pen and paper in our hand
We start to view the promised land.
From Snake River toward the east.
Without the fear of man or beast,
We move along the rough divide
And note the mines on every side.
[Extract]
Not the greatest poetry, but a reminder of the Seven Devils copper mines.