The Kentuckian in New-York; or, The Adventures of Three Southerns. Volume 1 (of 2)Caruthers, William Alexander
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The Kentuckian in New-York; or, The Adventures of Three Southerns. Volume 1 (of 2)
Caruthers, William Alexander
Adventure stories; City and town life -- New York (State) -- New York -- Fiction
There is not, perhaps, a feeling of more truly unmixed melancholy,
incident to the heart of an inexperienced and modest student, than that
which steals over him upon his first entrance into a strange city; a
feeling of incomparable loneliness, even deeper than if the same
individual were standing alone upon the highest blue peak of the far
stretching Alleghany. The vanishing rays of twilight were extending
their lengthening shadows; the husbandman and his cattle were seen
wending their way to their accustomed abodes for the night; and the
feathered tribes had already sought the resting-places which nature so
plentifully provides for them in our well-wooded land. The sad, and it
may be pleasing reflections which such sights produced, were
occasionally interrupted by the clattering of a horse's hoofs upon the
turnpike, as some belated countryman sought to redeem the time he had
spent at the alehouse; or as the solitary marketman, with more staid and
quiet demeanour, sped upon a like errand. Occasionally the scene was
marred by some besotted and staggering wretch, seeking his lowly and
miserable hut in the suburbs. At intervals too, the barking of dogs and
the lowing of cattle contributed their share to remind our friends that
they were about to take leave of these quiet and pastoral scenes, for an
indefinite period, and to mix in the bustle and gay assemblage of city
life. Often, at such junctures, there is a presentiment of the evil
which awaits the unhappy exchange. Warning clouds of the mind are
believed to exist by many of the clearest heads and soundest hearts: we
do not say that our heroes were thus sadly affected, nor that the
Kentuckian had a fore-taste of evil; but certain it is, that all were
silent until they arrived at the place of separation. All things having
been previously settled, they exchanged salutations, and departed upon
their separate routes. They passed a variety of streets in that most
gloomy period of the day when lamp-lighters are to be seen, with their
torches and ladders, starting their glimmering lights first in one
direction and then in another, as they hurry from post to post. Draymen
were driving home with reckless and Jehu-like speed; and the brilliant
lights which began to appear at long intervals, gave evidence that the
trading community carried their operations also into that portion of
time which nature has allotted for rest and repose to nearly all living
things. Our travellers now alighted at Barnum's; but as their adventures
were of an interesting character, we shall defer them till a new
chapter.
CHAPTER III.
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