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                       Quarantine.
and loafing.  A party of two-boat loads go
off to Otter Island in search of beeves and
provant generally, returning about sunset
with only a peck of sweet potatoes. The
island quite lonely and deserted; a few
old-fashioned planter´┐Żs houses, negro-huts,
woods and swamp, nothing more.  They got
a shot at some cattle which had run wild,
and came back wet, tired and hungry.  Gen
Terry and a companion put off in a boat
and shoot a couple of birds.  The episcopal
clergyman, Miller, who with his wife, her
sister and two boys, came on board at St.
Augustine is like to die.  He had been an
invalid for two years and went to Florida
in the hope of recovering, but finding his dis-
ease, consumption, increasing beyond hope,
wished to return to die in his native city of
Philadelphia; hence his injudicious embarka-
tion aboard the Delaware.  He is very sick
now and has commonly lain in the cabin,
reclining on one of the seats, attended by the
women.  He looks 60, and is, they say, but
47.  To-day and yesterday he has not quit-
ted his cabin.  A fine starlight night over-
head; everything around us as lonely and
out of the world as possible.  I think a               
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