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Instead
of
going
to
sleep
,
after
the
others
had
ridden
away
,
they
gathered
around
a
roaring
fire
,
already
kindled
within
the
thicket
glade
.
Among
them
was
no
stint
for
supper
--
either
of
eatables
or
drinkables
.
The
many
who
had
gone
back
--
knowing
they
would
not
need
them
--
had
surrendered
their
haversacks
,
and
the
"
heel-taps
"
of
their
canteens
,
to
the
few
who
remained
.
There
was
liquor
enough
to
last
through
the
night
--
even
if
spent
in
continuous
carousing
.
Despite
their
knowledge
of
this
--
despite
the
cheerful
crackling
of
the
logs
,
as
they
took
their
seats
around
the
fire
--
they
were
not
in
high
spirits
.
One
and
all
appeared
to
be
under
some
influence
,
that
,
like
a
spell
,
prevented
them
from
enjoying
a
pleasure
perhaps
not
surpassed
upon
earth
.
You
may
talk
of
the
tranquil
joys
of
the
domestic
hearth
.
At
times
,
upon
the
prairie
,
I
have
myself
thought
of
,
and
longed
to
return
to
them
.
But
now
,
looking
back
upon
both
,
and
calmly
comparing
them
,
one
with
the
other
,
I
can
not
help
exclaiming
:
"
Give
me
the
circle
of
the
camp-fire
,
with
half-a-dozen
of
my
hunter
comrades
around
it
--
once
again
give
me
that
,
and
be
welcome
to
the
wealth
I
have
accumulated
,
and
the
trivial
honours
I
have
gained
--
thrice
welcome
to
the
care
and
the
toil
that
must
still
be
exerted
in
retaining
them
.
"
The
sombre
abstraction
of
their
spirits
was
easily
explained
.
The
weird
shape
was
fresh
in
their
thoughts
.
They
were
yet
under
the
influence
of
an
indefinable
awe
.
Account
for
the
apparition
as
they
best
could
,
and
laugh
at
it
--
as
they
at
intervals
affected
to
do
--
they
could
not
clear
their
minds
of
this
unaccountable
incubus
,
nor
feel
satisfied
with
any
explanation
that
had
been
offered
.
The
guide
Spangler
partook
of
the
general
sentiment
,
as
did
their
leader
Calhoun
.
The
latter
appeared
more
affected
by
it
than
any
of
the
party
!
Seated
,
with
moody
brow
,
under
the
shadow
of
the
trees
,
at
some
distance
from
the
fire
,
he
had
not
spoken
a
word
since
the
departure
of
the
dragoons
.
Nor
did
he
seem
disposed
to
join
the
circle
of
those
who
were
basking
in
the
blaze
;
but
kept
himself
apart
,
as
if
not
caring
to
come
under
the
scrutiny
of
his
companions
.
