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Text for Page 069 [03-22-1862]

                    at Old Point Comfort.
sed once by Heine, or his revolver and military
appurtenances tumbling off the cabin seat overhead
to the floor with hideous clatter and by Moses yel-
ling at him; but covered by two blankets and my
coat, I slept soundly till morning.
  23.  Sunday.   We have been moored since
3 A. M. and wake up off the Rappahannock, ha-
ving steamed a long way past our flotilla.   By
11. we arrive at Old Point Comfort.          Its as-
pect is thoroughly characteristic of sea-board
Dixie.      A long reach of sandy peninsula, the walls
of an immense fortress, a flag-staff, a wharf
or two, wh wooden houses looking dazzlingly
white in the bright sunshine, green tumbling
waves and � soldiers.      More of the latter indeed
came hither during the ensuing two or three months
than were ever assembled on any portion of this
continent.        Before the war Old Point Comfort
derived its only importance from its being a mili-
tary dep�t and a watering-place.    Southerners af-
fluent in the curse of Canaan came hither, dur-
ring the first heats of summer, on their way to Nor-
thern watering-places, thronging its only hotel, less
densely however than the invading Yankees at the
present time.      Here they enjoyed sea-bathing and
the delicious sea-breeze which always tempers the
summer�s solstice, and society of the aristocratic
and military caste dear to the hearts of the belles               
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