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see another. It lay in a low swale of land, and in it the 

 haw, the alder, and willow, grew into a tangled copse, 

 studded with the red leaves of the pinckneya, while above 

 them all, a hundred feet or more, the ash, the magnolia, 

 and gum-trees, reared their long arms, and opened their 

 blossoms to the upper air. It was an admirable spot for 

 game, with succulent grass and flags, and a dusky shade 

 that was never penetrated by the sun. 



" You stay here. Doctor Pollock," said Jackson, as we 

 rode up ; " and mind your eyes." 



The Doctor drew himself up with a doubtful air, as if 

 uncertain whether minding his eyes referred to the uses 

 he had just been putting those organs to in watching 

 Miss Jackson's face, or whether it referred to watchful- 

 ness in the future ; so he answered at random, " All 

 right, sir!" 



" And you," he continued, turning to me, " take your 

 place two gun-shots oft" on that side, keeping always 

 within five or six rods of the swamp. And you," turnmg 

 to the neighbor that had joined us, " go on next ; and 

 you, Lou, come with Mike and me." 



And away they cantered, with the dogs, around the 

 other side of the swamp, dropping one or two negroes, 

 as they passed, to guard some particular point of the 

 hummock, and in this way we inclosed two sides of the 

 swamp with a cordon of hunters stationed just so far 

 apart that if a deer came out, one or the other of the 

 hunters in waiting was certain of a shot. On tlie further 

 side, and the only portion of the swamp that we were 



