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June ca, warm days and with the odor of

many roses Day by day the cloudless sunshine visited the land: night by

night the large pale stars looked into its waters It was a slumberous

land, of many creeks and rivers that ide, slow, and deep, of tobacco

fields and lofty, soleue marshes, of white mists, of a

haze of heat far and near

The moon of blossoms was past, and the red , and lay in the shade of the trees in the villages that the English had left theht them fish from the weirs, and strawberries frolected clearing The black

men toiled amidst the tobacco and the maize; at noontide it was as hot in

the fields as in theover

their work fell to a dull crooning

The white men ere bound served

listlessly; they that ere as lazy as the weather; they that

were newly co" fever tossed upon their

pallets, longing for the cooling waters of hoh fair, arm, and none walked if he

could ride The sunny, dusty roads were left for shadowed bridle paths;

in a land where most places could be reached by boat, the water would

have been the highway but that the languid air would not fill the sails