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 1    1,   13|        arming himself with his carbine.~They all rushed forthwith
 2    1,   14| sentence, but seizing Wilson’s carbine, took aim at the condor.
 3    1,   16| fastened to the saddle. A long carbine, in the shoulder belt completed
 4    1,   19|    lost no time in loading his carbine and taking up his post in
 5    1,   19|   instant by the report of the carbine, which made the uproar a
 6    1,   19| inclosure.~Thalcave loaded his carbine for the last time, killed
 7    1,   26|      moment Thalcave fired his carbine in the direction of the
 8    2,   13|       of day, without having a carbine slung from his saddle.~The
 9    2,   18|     his hand was always on his carbine. He wandered about the wagon,
10    2,   19|       and firearms, except the carbine of the Major, went drifting
11    2,   19|       upon now was the Major’s carbine.~It was a dark, rainy night,