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Excerpt from Bogle Corbet, Vol. 2 of 3: Or, the Emigrants
The depressing heat of the day rendered the exercise of riding too much for me, but in the mornings and evenings I had some agreeable shooting on the skirts of the wood adjoining the plantation. Into the woods themselves I never ventured, having a judicious apprehen sion of the reptiles by which they were said to be dangerously infested. Nor was the game that offered itself very inviting, for it chiey consisted of talkative green parrots, which held general meetings in a large tamarind-tree near the house, where they ever appeared to have so many important topics to discuss, that I fancied the assemblage could be nothing less than representatives in Parliament; and some times, instead of firing, I became a groundling, and listened uninstructed to their debates.
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