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
"After three days pretty constant riding after my horse's nose, he
brought me to the banks of the Savannah, at a little
miserable-looking town, or village, called Purysburg. Here I found
a steamboat just about to depart for Savannah. I immediately
engaged passage for myself, servant, and two horses (one of which
is yours; confound him, I say, for betraying me). I amused myself
by shooting at the alligators, as we glided along the water, and
had kept up the sport some time, when a mellow distant sound came
along the surface of the water, like an exquisitely played Kent
bugle. It was decidedly the most enchanting music I ever heard,
and seemed nearer and nearer until it appeared to rise from under
the very bow of the boat. You will be surprised when I tell you
that it was made through a straight wooden tube, about five feet
long. The musician was a tall, ebony-coloured old African, who
stood up in one of your singular-looking batteaux, amid
half-a-dozen other negroes, who seemed to be at their luncheon. It
looked much like a boat on the Niger; indeed, I found my
imagination carrying me into such distant regions, that I
instinctively bit my lip to see whether I was awake or dreaming.
"The city of Savannah became distinctly visible at a distance of
about seven miles. A brilliant city indeed it is. You cannot
imagine any thing finer than the view from the river. It is
situated on a high bluff, and commands an extensive view up and
down the stream. In the latter direction, on a clear day, you can
see, without glasses, the lighthouse on the island of Tybee.
"By-the-by, I have been down among those islands; they are all
inhabited, and by a class of men as much like our real
old-fashioned Virginia gentlemen as can well be imagined. This
city is nobly built, and is laid out on a magnificent scale,
having a public square, containing a grove of pride of India
trees, in the centre of every four squares, and a row of the same
along each side of every street.
"Talk of Philadelphia, and New-York, and Boston, and Richmond, and
New-Haven--Savannah outstrips them all, both in artificial and
natural beauty. It seems the residence of the prince of the world
and his nobility.
"Yours, most truly,
"B. RANDOLPH."
CHAPTER XI.
V. CHEVILLERE TO B. RANDOLPH.
"Baltimore, 18--.
"DEAR FRIEND,
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