were more sensitive since his tremendous
adventures during the night of horror near Paestum; but whatever
was the cause, certain it is, that on this occasion he remained
wide awake, and incapable of sleep, while all the others were
slumbering the sleep of the innocent.

He and Frank had the same bed, and it was the bed which had been
placed against the door. It had been placed in such a way that the
head of the bed was against the door. On the north side of the
room, and on the left of this bed, was another, in which Uncle
Moses slept; while on the south side, or the right, was the bed
which was occupied by David and Clive. In this way they had disposed
of themselves.

Bob was very wakeful. The beds were father unprepossessing, and
consequently they had all retired without altogether undressing
themselves; but in spite of this comparative discomfort they soon
fell asleep. Bob alone remained awake.

He tried all he could to overcome his wakefulness. He resorted to
all the means for producing sleep that he had ever heard of or read
of. He tried counting, and went on counting and counting tens, and
hundreds, and thousands. He counted fast, and he counted slow. In
vain. Counting was useless, and when he had reached as high as
four thousand seven hundred and thirty-seven, he gave it up in
disgust.

Then he tried another infallible recipe for sleep He imagined, or
tried to imagine, endless lines of rolling waves. This also was
useless.

Then he tried another. He endeavored to imagine clouds of smoke
rolling before him. This was as useless as the others.

Then he tested ever so many other methods, as follows:--

Waving grain.
Marching soldiers.
Funerals.
A shore covered with sea-weed.
An illimitable forest.
A ditto prairie.
The vault of heaven.
The wide, shoreless ocean.
A cataract.
Fireworks.
The stars.
A burning forest.
Looking at his nose.
Wishing himself asleep.
Rubbing his forehead.
Lying on his back,
do. do. right side.
do. do. left side.
do. do. face.

And about seventy-nine other methods, which need not be mentioned,
for the simple reason that they were all equally useless.

At last he gave up in despair, and rising up he sat on the side of
the bed, with his feet dangling down, and looked around.

The moon had risen, and was shining into the room. By its light he
could see the outline of the beds. Around him there ascended a
choral harmony composed of