... survived the overflow were fried; the last of the coffee was parched and ground; and the modicum of the tea was well corked up. Our friends across the lake added a jar of butter and two of preserves.H. ... the gurgle of the water round the raft beneath was the boom of cannon in the air, solemnlybreaking the silence of night. It drizzled now and then, and the mosquitos swarmed over us. My fan and umbrella ... cotton-shed on the bank of the Mississippi River.) Thursday was a lovely day, and the sight of the broad river exhilarating. The negroes launched and reloaded the boat, and when we hadpaid them and spoken...