DRED

A

TALE OF THE GREAT DISMAL SWAMP.

BY

Elizabeth

Mrs.HARRIET BEECHER) STOWE,

AUTHOR OF "UNCLE TOM'S CABIN."

"Away to the Dismal Swamp he speeds,-
His path was rugged and sore,

Through tangled juniper, beds of reeds,
Through many a fen, where the serpent feeds,

And man never trod before.

And, when on the earth he sunk to sleep,

If slumber his eyelids knew,

He lay where the deadly vine doth weep

Its venomous tears, that nightly steep

The flesh with blistering dew."

IN TWO VOLUMES.

VOL. II.

BOSTON:

PHILLIPS, SAMPSON AND COMPANY.

1856.

Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1856, by

HARRIET BEECHER STOWE,

In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts.

STEREOTYPED BY
HOBART & ROBBINS,

NEW ENGLAND TYPE AND STEREOTYPE FOUNDERY,

BOSTON.