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"Raro antecedentem scelestum
Deseruit pede Poena claudo."
It was midday, and the sun was pouring the full power of his noontide beams on the wilderness of reeds and flags which overspread the southern side of the Dismal Swamp, reposing on the treacherous surface of bog, quagmire, and quicksand.
Signs of life there were none, save when the