gS ADVENTURES OF A YOUNG NATURALIST. 



the hurricane. We all went in search of firewood, and ere long 

 after were enlivened by the gleam of an immense fire. 



At sunset, the glittering beams of the sun's very last rays 

 reached our camp. The sky was blue, and the air was fresh, so 

 I abandoned the idea of returning home. Night came on, a fine 

 rain purified the air, and the damp earth breathed forth a whole- 

 some fragrance. Overcome by fatigue, we wrapped ourselves up 

 in our sarapis, and soon fell into a sound sleep. 



