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page 2. on a little oval island some ten or twelve miles down, where a clump of arching willows formed a fine nest like
shelter; where I spread my quilt on the gravel opened the box so daintily thoughtfully stored for my comfort I began to reflect
again on your real goodness to me from first to last, said, Ill not forget those Chico three as long as I live . I placed
the two flags at the head of my bed, one on each side, as the camp fire shone upon them the effect was very imposing patriotic.
The night came on full of strange sounds from birds insects new to me, but the starry sky was clear came arching over my lowland
nest seemingly as bright familiar with its glorious constellations as when beheld through the thin crisp atmosphere of the
mountain tops. 00314