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This hovel however, joined a cottage of a neat and pleasant

appearance, but after my late dearly bought experience, I dared

not enter it. My place of refuge was constructed of wood, but so

low that I could with difficulty sit upright in it. No wood,

however, was placed on the earth, which formed the floor, but it

was dry; and although the wind entered it by innumerable chinks,

I found it an agreeable asylum from the snow and rain.