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First 
c amping; 
place 
Whippoorwill 
night, although vie camped only about 200 yards beyond in the 
grassy opening where the cart path comes down to the river. 
The landing proved boggy and treacherous, having 
been much trampled by cattle, and a swarm of mosquitos greeted 
us as soon as we set foot on shore, but we quickly found 
and tore to pieces an old pine stump, very dry and resinous, 
which made a glorious fire and banished both the gloom and 
the mosquitos for the time. A Whippoorwill sang us to sleep. 
