Camping among the ^Tombs 



ing ankle-deep in the sand, searching for a 

 place to sleep beneath the tall flowers, free from 

 insects and snakes, and above all from my fel 

 low man. But idle negroes were prowling about 

 everywhere, and I was afraid. The wind had 

 strange sounds, waving the heavy panicles 

 over my head, and I feared sickness from ma 

 laria so prevalent here, when I suddenly thought 

 of the graveyard. 



&quot;There,&quot; thought I, &quot;is an ideal place for 

 a penniless wanderer. There no superstitious 

 prowling mischief maker dares venture for fear 

 of haunting ghosts, while for me there will be 

 God s rest and peace. And then, if I am to be ex 

 posed to unhealthy vapors, I shall have capital 

 compensation in seeing those grand oaks in 

 the moonlight, with all the impressive and 

 nameless influences of this lonely beautiful 

 place.&quot; 



By this time it was near sunset, and I has 

 tened across the common to the road and set off 

 for Bonaventure, delighted with my choice, and 

 almost glad to find that necessity had furnished 

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