Camping among the 'Tombs 
in g ankle-deep in the sand, searching for a 
place to sleep beneath the tall flowers, free from 
insects and snakes, and above all from my fel- 
low man. But idle negroes were prowling about 
everywhere, and I was afraid. The wind had 
strange sounds, waving the heavy panicles 
over my head, and I feared sickness from ma- 
laria so prevalent here, when I suddenly thought 
of the graveyard. 
“ There, ” thought I, “is an ideal place for 
a penniless wanderer. There no superstitious 
prowling mischief maker dares venture for fear 
of haunting ghosts, while for me there will be 
God’s rest and peace. And then, if I am to be ex- 
posed to unhealthy vapors, I shall have capital 
compensation in seeing those grand oaks in 
the moonlight, with all the impressive and 
nameless influences of this lonely beautiful 
place.” 
By this time it was near sunset, and I has- 
tened across the common to the road and set off 
for Bonaventure, delighted with my choice, and 
almost glad to find that necessity had furnished 
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