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hunting implements beside it. Each boat was tilted 

 against a tree, and faced the ocean, as if its occupants 

 wished to have that grand old chorister chanting an ever- 

 lasting requiem to their souls. 



The canoes had lioles bored through them, to prevent 

 sacrilegious hands from ever using them again, and even 

 the household articles were rendered useless by the same 

 means. We peered into several canoes in which the 

 bones were loose, and found colored glass beads, anklets, 

 bracelets, and ear-rings made of brass or abelone shells, 

 in some of them. My friend took a few of these as 

 souvenirs, and I borrowed a fine bow and a quiver full 

 of arrows, as I did not think they would be of any earthly 

 use to the sleeping braves. After we had taken whatever 

 pleased our fancy, we strolled about to see what the place 

 looked like, and soon came to the conclusion that it had 

 formerly been the site of an Indian village, as heaps of 

 bones and clam-shells were strewn about, and the ashes 

 of long-extinguished fires were visible in various direc- 

 tions. 



This silent retreat had such a decayed and melancholy 

 aspect that it recalled Kramsin's description of a church- 

 yard: 



" How friiibtful the grave ! how deserted and drear ! 

 With the howls of the storm-wind — the creaks of the bier ! 

 And the white bones all clattering together." 



When we had carefully inspected everything we crossed 

 the glade, entered the forest, and after beating about for 

 half an hour perhaps, came across a small pack of grouse 

 and bagged the greater number. From that time forth 

 we had such good luck that I had twelve brace by five 

 o'clock, and as these were as many as I cared to carry, I 

 suggested to my companion that we should cease work 

 for the day. The proposition being agreeable, we cached 

 our trophies, went for the fawn, and by tying its hind 

 legs together and placing a pole between them, we were 



