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Typee by Herman Melville
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tree near at hand. We disposed them thickly all around,
reserving only a slight opening that barely permitted us to crawl
under the shelter we had thus obtained.

These deep recesses, though protected from the winds that assail
the summits of their lofty sides, are damp and chill to a degree
that one would hardly anticipate in such a climate; and being
unprovided with anything but our woollen frocks and thin duck
trousers to resist the cold of the place, we were the more
solicitous to render our habitation for the night as comfortable
as we could. Accordingly, in addition to what we had already
done, we plucked down all the leaves within our reach and threw
them in a heap over our little hut, into which we now crept,
raking after us a reserved supply to form our couch.

That night nothing but the pain I suffered prevented me from
sleeping most refreshingly. As it was, I caught two or three
naps, while Toby slept away at my side as soundly as though he
had been sandwiched between two Holland sheets. Luckily it did
not rain, and we were preserved from the misery which a heavy
shower would have occasioned us. In the morning I was awakened
by the sonorous voice of my companion ringing in my ears and
bidding me rise. I crawled out from our heap of leaves, and was
astonished at the change which a good night's rest had wrought in
his appearance. He was as blithe and joyous as a young bird, and
was staying the keenness of his morning's appetite by chewing the
soft bark of a delicate branch he held in his hand, and he
recommended the like to me as an admirable antidote against the
gnawings of hunger.

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