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
"I am curious to know what sort of wives these same little romps
make. Do they romp it through life, or do they settle down into
your miserable, sad, melancholy drones, who greet their husbands
when they come home with a sigh, or inexpressible look, that
drives more men to the bottle than all the good wine and good
company in the world?
"You ask me, at least I know you would ask me, what I saw, or what
occurred on the road to the place from which this letter is dated.
I will tell you what I have not seen since I entered this land of
nullification. I have not seen a clear limpid river that could be
forded on horseback. Your water-courses are dark, deep, still, and
gloomy. The foliage on their banks is superlatively rich and
abundant, but it is occasionally interspersed with a species of
natural beauties which I don't admire, namely, little alligators;
by-the-by, I never see alligators, lizards, or tadpoles, that I do
not think of those weary days when we read together Ovid's
Metamorphoses.
"Of a southern swamp I had no proper conception. I thought they
were black, dismal holes, covered with old black logs, and black
snakes, and frogs, and vapours; instead of which, they bear a
nearer resemblance, in the summer, to a princely (or _Prince's_)
botanical garden. The very perfume upon the olfactories is far
more delightful than the greatest assemblage of artificial
odours. Then there are the rich and variegated flowers of all
hues, sizes, and colours, set amid the deep green of the rich
shrubbery. The soil of which these swamps are composed is as black
as tar, and pretty much of the same consistence.
"I observe, as I travel farther south, that bread is seldom seen
upon the table. What is called here _small homminy_ is used in its
place, at breakfast, dinner, and supper.
"I saw no ploughs in your fields. Horses seemed to be used only
for carriages, racing, and for the private use of gentlemen and
ladies. I saw no brick houses; your mother's and that of Col. S.
being the only two I saw in the whole state. I saw many private
mansions very tastefully built and ornamented; some of them were
splendid, but mostly built of wood and painted white.
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