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240 Paddling Under Palmettos. CHAPTER XxX. THE RED JACKETS IN THE EVERGLADES. Ned pointed out a number of trees with names that were new to his companions. Generally speaking, their course lay through _ swampy lands. Here the funeral moss hung from the limbs of the trees, giving a weird look to the whole scene. Ned made sure work of it, and was on his guard continually, for he had found certain little errors in his map, though on the whole it was correct. That night they had to camp in their boats, but this was nothing out of the way. The canoes were drawn close together, and they talked together after supper while enjoying the usual solace, a pipe. Somehow the conversation came around to a point where wild hogs were mentioned. This caused a laugh. The joke was on Archie, for while in camp up on the Halifax they had been troubled by the depreda- tions of an old sow, followed by a half-grown colony of young swine. (E@NMIELOOOL KS (E(0)