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There I found Van Cleve on the pier, and a very lively place compared with Charleston, which had seemed like the wreck of the old South before the war.
Van Cleve had driven the 12 miles to meet me with Fred, an interesting nag, and we stopped to lay in a supply of meat for the next two weeks and some eggs for setting &c.
Outside of the town is sand nothing but sand and flatness covered with pitch pine & sparce grass and small growth, on