78/84 His gait is like a panther's; I never saw such a tread. No anti-slavery novel has described a man of such marked ability. Yesterday I saw bluebirds and a butterfly; so this whiter of a fortnight is over. I fancy there is a trifle less coughing in the camp. We hear of other stations in the Department where the mortality, chiefly from yellow fever, has been frightful. |