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162 There are the negroes at work, in good health—the
 * ground in all directions is covered with pine
 * straw;

In Tennessee and Kentucky, slaves busy in the coalings,
 * at the forge, by the furnace-blaze, or at the
 * corn-shucking;

In Virginia, the planter's son returning after a long
 * absence, joyfully welcomed and kissed by the
 * aged mulatto nurse;

On rivers, boatmen safely moored at night-fall, in their
 * boats, under the shelter of high banks,

Some of the younger men dance to the sound of the
 * banjo or fiddle—others sit on the gunwale,
 * smoking and talking;

Late in the afternoon, the mocking-bird, the American
 * mimic, singing in the Great Dismal Swamp—
 * there are the greenish waters, the resinous odor,
 * the plenteous moss, the cypress tree, and the
 * juniper tree;

Northward, young men of Mannahatta—the target
 * company from an excursion returning home at
 * evening—the musket-muzzles all bear bunches
 * of flowers presented by women;

Children at play—or on his father's lap a young boy
 * fallen asleep, (how his lips move! how he smiles
 * in his sleep!)

The scout riding on horseback over the plains west of
 * the Mississippi—he ascends a knoll and sweeps
 * his eye around;

California life—the miner, bearded, dressed in his
 * rude costume—the stanch California friendship
 * —the sweet air—the graves one, in passing,
 * meets, solitary, just aside the horse-path;