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OUR SEARCH FOR A WILDERNESS. 



It is well that virtue is its own reward, as it has no other, 

 for I was told the next morning by a husband who had had 

 a perfectly good night's sleep that I was a very foolish 

 person indeed to sit up playing cards with those men, and 

 that the loser could always stop : it was the winner who must 

 not propose it. 



FIG. 52. A PALM-SHEATH ROCKING TOY. 



The negroes from the Pitch Lake always came down on 

 Saturday nights and serenaded us with wild Creole airs, and 

 at the sound of the quaterns and violins huge hairy tarantulas 

 would come forth from their hiding-places in our rooms and 

 creep briskly here and there over walls and floor. We were 

 greatly interested in this effect of the vibrations of sound, but 

 we never bothered the great creatures in their strange " taren- 



