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and rolling into it.  I was soon quietly reposing in the arms of the Somnifrnis God.
and rolling into it.  I was soon quietly reposing in the arms of the Omnifimis God.
How pleasant is bed to the tired traveller -
How pleasant is bed to the tired traveller - and how full of romance to the young traveller especially - the dropping into slumber amid nobel scenes.  The strange sights and sounds fading into the ideal until dreams picture forth still more curious things - than wakened sense disclose.  The mind is hardly at rest - slumber seems lost time - a break in the lively chain which binds his thoughts.  The morning comes to give imagination more food for the ensuing night.
The stir of the camp at early dawn aroused me.  The carriers were already shouldering their loads - an moving off - mules were being packed - and pedestrians preparing to start.  The anxiety was to make the most of the cool of the morning.  Thirteen miles had been passed and thirteen still remained before travelling.  I found some of our party had already gone forward - taking advantage of the moonlight.  It was an hour before we could get arranged.  Hannah and the servant mounted their nags - the negroes shouldered Mrs Newcomb - and we struck down the rocky path into the woods.  We were overtaken by a party of surveyors going out to their work.  The bore us company awhile.  They complained of the heat - to Americans working - and of the difficulty of the woods - on account of the runners - vines &c.  Indeed passage through them is impossible without a bush knife - to hack ones way.
We found the road easier than the preceeding day - not to hilly and smoother.  The heat however was intolerable.  Some places - we found the path worn deep in the soil - so only one man could walk at a time.  I noticed the soil mostly - was to red loam - and somewhat clayey.
We went gaily forward.  New shells as we approached the streams - and now flowers by the way side engaged our attention.  Our natives stopped and gathered some of peculiarily pleasant fragrance and gave them to Mrs N.  Many flowers of beautious dyes - and the noble passion flower among the train attracted our eyes.  There was no lack of beauties to admire - and indisposed as was our lady - they called forth her enthusiastic praise.  I had hoped some adventure in the way of game might had added excitement to our transit - but we found no occassion for our rifles.  After walking about four miles we halted at a tent - and refreshed ourselves with boiled beans and coffee - the only assortment of the Isthmus restaurant.  Even boiled beans require no

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29 and rolling into it. I was soon quietly reposing in the arms of the Omnifimis God. How pleasant is bed to the tired traveller - and how full of romance to the young traveller especially - the dropping into slumber amid nobel scenes. The strange sights and sounds fading into the ideal until dreams picture forth still more curious things - than wakened sense disclose. The mind is hardly at rest - slumber seems lost time - a break in the lively chain which binds his thoughts. The morning comes to give imagination more food for the ensuing night. The stir of the camp at early dawn aroused me. The carriers were already shouldering their loads - an moving off - mules were being packed - and pedestrians preparing to start. The anxiety was to make the most of the cool of the morning. Thirteen miles had been passed and thirteen still remained before travelling. I found some of our party had already gone forward - taking advantage of the moonlight. It was an hour before we could get arranged. Hannah and the servant mounted their nags - the negroes shouldered Mrs Newcomb - and we struck down the rocky path into the woods. We were overtaken by a party of surveyors going out to their work. The bore us company awhile. They complained of the heat - to Americans working - and of the difficulty of the woods - on account of the runners - vines &c. Indeed passage through them is impossible without a bush knife - to hack ones way. We found the road easier than the preceeding day - not to hilly and smoother. The heat however was intolerable. Some places - we found the path worn deep in the soil - so only one man could walk at a time. I noticed the soil mostly - was to red loam - and somewhat clayey. We went gaily forward. New shells as we approached the streams - and now flowers by the way side engaged our attention. Our natives stopped and gathered some of peculiarily pleasant fragrance and gave them to Mrs N. Many flowers of beautious dyes - and the noble passion flower among the train attracted our eyes. There was no lack of beauties to admire - and indisposed as was our lady - they called forth her enthusiastic praise. I had hoped some adventure in the way of game might had added excitement to our transit - but we found no occassion for our rifles. After walking about four miles we halted at a tent - and refreshed ourselves with boiled beans and coffee - the only assortment of the Isthmus restaurant. Even boiled beans require no