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    cfca scarcely separate tbe idea from death , for the eyes are , glazed , the cheek and forehead roarbly l ^ ttiet , and the expression of the mouth seems fixed in the one last unalterable conclusion—all if over—it will speak no more . As to sleep-walkers * it is ju $ t 1 Sk& meeting a g host , and when people talk in their sleep it is geneifldly the voice or an evil spirit ; because virtuous emotions are seldom

    of so irritating * and virulent a nature as to produce indigestion , night-mare , &c . —but , to return . I went groping my way under t ; he hammocks , and soon found myself in the midst of the snorers ( ogres that eat little boys ) the sound becoming articulate ever and anon as it grew into a low muttered curse , then gulfing itself at once with a snore and 4

    gasp . Some kept up a low murmuring which mi g ht be a prayer or & malediction , while others distinctly uttered the most appalling oaths . There were indeed a terrible set in the ship . Sometimes also , and this wa £ as disagreeable as anything , my outstretched hand , in feeling my way along , would come in contact with the hot clammy face of a sleeper half out of hi $ bed , and the next moment perhaps I ran my head against some gaunt

    hairy leg nung over the side oi the hammock to cool . 1 had now gone round , and was groping back as fast as I well could , being quite satisfied , when my ears caught the sound of voices , ana , on listening attentively , I found it proceeded from behind a blanket near at hand , through a chink in which , it being fastened up with forks , or something of the kind , I fancied I could see the

    faint glimmer of a light . I approached cautiously , and now heard a voice which I knew to be Yfcoland ' s ( the ring-leader of our dawning mutiny ) in a half-whispered conversation with another man , and what I gathered from amidst the blasphemous execrations wherewith it was ornamented , amounted to nothing less than the destruction of Bryden at the first place the $ hip touched at , or in the first action they were engaged in . Indeed it was not quite clear that they did not contemplate something of the kind immediately . I was about to make my invisible Dow

    and retire with this information , when Yeoland , from some conscious feeling of villany ( for I made no noise , nor had anything occurred likely to give alarm ) put aside the blanket , and thrusting forth his head , took a survey all round . It was an equally true instinct that made Bryden send me down . Finding it difficult to make a clever retreat among the heavy nests that

    surrounded me , and expecting Yeoland was coming out to reconnoitre , I began , to slide off backwards , keeping my eye upon the fellow , who still stood looking a , bout him into the dark , as though he fancied there was danger at hand ; till coming to the empty hammock of one on deck , I put both hands up to the bracket and lifted and low ^ ed myself into it so noiselessly , that not a cle % y or laniard was heard to stretch . I lay here snoring moderately

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Oct. 2, 1836, page 615, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2662/page/27/