From Literature of South Dakota by Oscar William Coursey (Mitchell, SD: The Educator Supply Company, 1916), Page 55:

A dainty little lullaby of Clark's is his "longing" to return to Dakota, which appeared in an old issue of the Deadwood Pioneer-Times. It follows:

Though a restless man may wander from Johannesburg to Nome,
There is always some one country that he dreams about as "home."
Here and there I camp and sojourn in my roamings back and forth
But my dreams are always drifting to the Black Hills of the north.

Now, while western skies are glowing like an open furnace mouth
And the soft, gray shadows gather on these deserts of the south
And the coyote's first weird night-cry down the dim arroyo shrills,
Like a sinner's dream of Heaven come my visions of the Hills.