Studies in the South and West, with Comments on CanadaWarner, Charles Dudley
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Studies in the South and West, with Comments on Canada
Warner, Charles Dudley
Canada -- Description and travel; United States -- Description and travel
The panorama is always interesting. There are wide silvery expanses of
water, into which fall the shadows of great trees. A tug is dragging
along a tow of old rafts composed of cypress logs all water-soaked,
green with weeds and grass, so that it looks like a floating garden.
What pictures! Clusters of oaks on the prairie; a picturesque old
cotton-press; a house thatched with palmettoes; rice-fields irrigated by
pumps; darkies, field-hands, men and women, hoeing in the cane-fields,
giving stalwart strokes that exhibit their robust figures; an old
sugar-mill in ruin and vine-draped; an old begass chimney against the
sky; an antique cotton-press with its mouldering roof supported on
timbers; a darky on a mule motionless on the bank, clad in Attakapas
cloth, his slouch hat falling about his head like a roof from which the
rafters have been withdrawn; palmettoes, oaks, and funereal moss; lines
of Spanish-bayonets; rickety wharves; primitive boats; spider-legged
bridges. Neither on the Teche nor the Atchafalaya, nor on the great
plain near the Mississippi, fit for amphibious creatures, where one
standing on the level wonders to sec the wheels of the vast river
steamers above him, apparently without cause, revolving, is there any
lack of the picturesque.
New Iberia, the thriving mart of the region, which has drawn away the
life from St. Martinsville, ten miles farther up the bayou, is a
village mainly of small frame houses, with a smart court-house, a lively
business street, a few pretty houses, and some oldtime mansions on the
bank of the bayou, half smothered in old rose gardens, the ground in the
rear sloping to the water under the shade of gigantic oaks. One of
them, which with its outside staircases in the pillared gallery suggests
Spanish taste on the outside, and in the interior the arrangement of
connecting rooms a French chateau, has a self-keeping rose garden, where
one might easily become sentimental; the vines disport themselves
like holiday children, climbing the trees, the side of the house, and
revelling in an abandon of color and perfume.
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