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CHAP, the two proteilors were forced headlong into rk'€ pit, fol- 



lowed by feveral others, who all fought to come at the 

 water, which being now changed to a perfe6l mire, was 

 gcod for nothing. Having flung our hammocks in an 

 old rebel camp, a dram of kill-devil was diftributed to 

 each without diiiindlion ; but, as I never ufed this fiiiid, I 

 oiiered my ihare to my faithful negro who had given me 

 the water : this being obferved by old Fourgeoud, he or- 

 dered it to be fnatched out of the poor man's hand, and 

 returned into the earthen jar ; telling me, " I muft either 

 " drink it myfelf, or have none." I was exceedingly ex- 

 afperated at this mark of ingratitude, and finding means 

 to procure that very evening a whole bottle, I gave it to 

 the flave. 



Near midnight, accidentally good water was difcovered 

 — Good God ! what joyful news ! — how fweet the tafte \ 

 furpaffing any wine ; and fuch as I fhall ever gratefully 

 remember ! — Now all drank heartily, and Fourgeoud or- 

 dered a warm fupper to be boiled for himfelf, but not fo 

 much as afire to be lighted for any other perfon, for- 

 bidding even the cutting of a flick ; thus were we forced 

 to eat our fait beef and pork raw. However, having tied 

 my fmall allowance to a firing, I hung it quietly over the 

 fide of his kettle, to have it drefied ; but his black cook 

 chancing to drop a log of wood upon another in his eager- 

 nefs to afiifi: me, alarmed the hero, when I was obliged to 

 drop my luncheon into the kettle, and take to my heels. 



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