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and taciturn hotel clerk to he aroused at all ha/./ards at the 

 first indications of morniiii:. The other members of our 

 party had already arrived and were snusrly ensconced for 

 the night. 



It is surprising how early a July morning can dawn. 

 The edge of Ilie night crumbles awa\ BO noiselessly and 

 permit* the first gray streaks to steal in s.. gently and 

 unawares, that he whose custom is to hurriedly rise and 

 prepare for an eight o'clock breakfast, is fain to believe 

 that the break of day comes with the opening of his eye- 

 lids, lint if good fortune or necessity compels him to 

 witness for himself the phenomenon of an emerging day. 

 he learns to his dismay that a very long and beautiful part 

 of that day has been accustomed to dilVux- its ^lories <\ er 

 the earth loim before he has shaken off the thraldom of 

 death like sleep. 



On this particular morning the sleepy clerk passed the 

 word to a faithful porter who battered our doors until we 

 were thoroughly aroused, although in our room it was yet 

 quite dark. 



'Here! Now, what nr< you doing?" shouted Benson, 

 as 1 sleepily and clumsily essayed to put on the clothing 1 

 had laid oil' on retiring. "That won't do. out with the 

 old clothes! \\ e dress here for the woods, and white 

 shirts and the toggery of the town go into a bai: and 

 stay here until we are back to the city apiin." 1 protested 

 that we were yet aimmir civili/.ed people, and 1 should be 

 ureatly anno\edtobe seen on the streets with the shabby 

 attire I had deemed good enough for the woods. 



