NORTH AMERICA 
The glorious fovereign of day, clothed in light 
refulgent, rolling on his gilded chariot, haftened to 
revifit the weftern realms. Grey penfive eve now 
admonifhed us of gloomy night’s hafty approach : I 
was roufed by care to feek a place of fecure repofe 3 
ere darknefs came on. 
Drawing near the high fhores, I afcended the 
fteep banks, where flood a venerable oak. An an- 
cient Indian field, verdured over with fucculent 
grafs, and chequered with coppices of fragrant 
fhrubs, offered to my view the Myrica cerifera. 
Magnolia glauca, Laurus benzoin, Laur. Borbonia, 
Rhamnus frangula, Prunus Chicafaw, Prun. lau- 
rocerafus, and others. It was nearly encircled with 
an open foreft of {lately pines (Pinus paluftris) 
through which appeared the extenfive favanna, the 
fecure range of the fwift roebuck. In front of my 
landing, and due eafl, I had a fine profpedl of the 
river and low lands on each fide, which gradually 
widened to the fea coafl, and gave me an uncon- 
fined profpect, whilfl .the far diftant fea-coaft iflands, 
like a coronet, limits- the hoary horizon. 
My barque being fecurely moored, and having 
reconnoitred the furrounding groves, and collected 
fire-wood, I fpread my fkins and blanket by my 
cheerful fire, under the protecting fhade of the hof- 
pitable Live-oak, and reclined my head on my hard 
but healthy couch. I liftened, undiilurbed, to the 
divine hymns of the feathered fongflers of the 
groves, whilft the foftly whifpering breezes faintly 
died away. 
The fun now below the weftern horizon, the 
moon majeftically rifing in the eaft ; again the tune- 
ful birds became infpired: how melodious is the 
facial mock-bird ! the groves refound the unceafing 
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