OUR SLAVE STATES. II. A > ~~ __ ~ A' I) \j -YA ~ ~ A JOUR1Y THROUGH TEXAS; OR, A SADDLE-TRIP ON THE SOUTHWESTERN FRONTIER: WITH A STATISTICAL APPENDIX. BY FREDERICK LAW OLMSTED, AUTHOR OF "A JOURNEY IN THE SEABOARD SLAVE STATES," "WALKS AND TALKS OF AN AMERICAN FARMER IN ENGLAND," ETC., ETC. NEW YORK: D IX, EDWARDS & CO., 321 BROADWAY LONDON: SA.MIPSON LOWV, SON & CO. EDINBURG: THOS. CONSTABLE & CO. 1 5.,, Entered, according to act of Congress, in the year 1857, by F. L. OLMISTED, In the Clerk's Office of the District Cuurt of the United States for the Southern Distrit of New York. MILLER & HOLMAN, Printers and Stereotypers, N. Y. Fo5 . C)1 P R E F A C E. TVs work is designed further to promote the mutual acquaintance of the North and South. The great extent and capacities of Texas, as well as its distinct position and history, have induced the author to devote to it a separate volume. It has not been thought necessary to load the narrative with extended remarks and deductions upon the economical experience of the young State, but while the facts presented are suffered to speak for themselves, some of the more obvious conclusions to which their examination leads have been thrown into the form of a letter, for the reader's consideration. Owing to the pressure of other occupations, the preparation of the volume from the author's journal has been committed, with free scope of expression and personality, to his brother, Dr. J. H. Olmsted, his companion upon the trip. I, NOTE BY THE EDITOR. THE editor's motive for this journey was the hope of invigorating weakened lungs by the elastic power of a winter's saddle and tentlife. His present duty has been simply that of connecting, by a slender thread of reminiscence, the copious notes of facts placed in his hands, and in doing this he has drawn frankly upon memory for his own sensations. The lapse of two years may have breathed a little dullness on the pictures thus recalled, but it has served, also, to cool and harden any glow in the statements. A sort of alter-egotism in the book was unavoidable, and some details that may seem rather trivial and spiritless have been preserved, because a traveler's own impressions depend so muc}r on those unconsidered but characteristic trifles. The notes upon slavery in the volume are incidental, but the extraordinary effect upon federal policy produced by fluctuation in the local market, where ownership in forced labor is the principal investment, imparts to observations within these new limits a peculiar interest. In an appendix will be found condensed tables of such statistics as are most useful for reference. A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. NEW YORK, December 29th, 1856. MY DEAR FRIEND:-I regret that I cannot respond to the congratulatory, nor yet entirely to the conciliatory, expressions of your recent letter. The character and reputation of the nation, and with it the character, the social claims, and the principles, of every individual citizen, have been seriously compromised in the eyes of the civilized world, by recent transactions growing out of the unsettled state of our policy with regard to slavery-extension. The recent Presidential election decided nothing with respect to this, as you seem to suppose, because the vital question which really divides the country was not presented in its integrity by the party which triumphed. No person, therefore, clailning for himself a respectable and responsible position in society, can, with decency, it seems to me, when brought near the field of discussion, affect to be indifferent, or avoid a respectful expression of his own judgment upon the grave issues in debate. For instance, the extension of slavery into Texas, commenced, for good or evil, in our own day; and when we of the North had the power and the con stitutional right to prevent it. Our interest in its results cannot of course be deemed impertinent by its most jealous partisan. Offering to the public a volume of recent observations in Texas, I do not, therefore, see how I can, as you seem to suggest I should, avoid all discussion of slavery. Viii A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. At the same time, I do not desire to engage in it, as I hardly need assure you, in a spirit at all inconsistent with a desirable friendship. Rather, in explaining the significance which, in my own mind, attaches to my narrative of facts, relative to the question upon which we have the misfortune to be divided in judgment, I shall hope to lessen, instead of aggravating, the causes of our difference. Many of the comforts demanded by people in a moderate state of civilization are necessarily purchased at a greater cost, in a newly-settled region, than in the midst of a long-established community. We cannot expect to find a grist-mill, much less a baker's shop, still less a printing-office or a bookseller's shop, in an actual wilderness. The cost of good bread, therefore, or of intellectual sustenance, will be greater than where the constant demand to be expected from a numerous population has induced labor (or capital, which represents labor) to establish such conveniences. For the same reason, the usual means of civilized education, both for young and for mature minds, will be procured with difficulty in the early days of any country. Consequently, though we may perceive some compensations, certain fallings-short from the standard of comfort and of character in older communities are inevitable. The prosperity of a young country or state is to be measured by the rapidity with which these deficiencies are supplied, and the completeness with which the opportunity for profitable labor is retained. An illustration will best enable me to explain how slavery prolongs, in a young community, the evils which properly belong only to a frontier. Let us suppose two recent immigrants, one in Texas, the other in the young free State of Iowa, to have both, at the same time, a considerable sum of money-say five thousand dollars-at disposal. Land has been previously ptlirchased, a hasty dwelling of logs constructed, and ample crops for sustenance harvested. Each has found communication with his market interrupted during a portion of the year by floods; A LETT ER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. ix each needs an ampler and better house; each desires to engage a larger part of his land in profitable production; each needs some agricultural machinery or implements; in the neighborhood of each, a church, a school, a grist-mill, and a branch railroad are proposed. Each may be supposed to have previously obtained the necessary materials for his desired constructions: and to need immediately the services of a carpenter. The Texan, unable to hire one in the neighborhood, orders his agent in Houston or New Orleans to buy him one: when he arrives, he has cost not less than two of the five thousand dollars. The Iowan, in the same predicament, writes to a friend in the East or advertises in the newspapers, that he is ready to pay better wages than carpenters can get in the older settlements; and a young man, whose only capital is in his hands and his wits, glad to come where there is a glut of food and a dearth of labor, soon presents himself. To construct a causeway and a bridge, and to clear, fence, and break up the land he desires to bring into cultivation, the Texan will need three more slaves-and he gets them as before, thereby investing all his money. The Iowan has only to let his demand be known, or, at most, to advance a small sum to the public conveyances, and all the laborers he requires -independent, small capitalists of labor-gladly bring their only commodity to him and offer it as a loan, on his promise to pay a better interest, or wages, for it than Eastern capitalists are willing to do. The Iowan next sends for the implements and machinery which will enable him to make the best use of the labor he has engaged. The Texan tries to get on another year without them, or employs such rude substitutes as his stupid, uninstructed, and uninterested slaves can readily make. in his ill-furnished plantation work-shop. The Iowan is able to contribute liber ally to aid in the construction of the church, the school-house, the mill, and the railroad. His laborers, appreciating the value of the reputation they may acquire for honesty, good judgment, X A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. skill and industry, do not need constant superintendence, and he is able to call on his neighbors and advise, encourage and stimulate them. Thus the church, the school, and the rail road are soon in operation, and with them is brought rapidly into play other social machinery, which makes much luxury common and cheap to all. The Texan, if solicited to assist in similar enterprises, answers truly, that cotton is yet too low to permit him to invest money where it does not promise to be immediately and directly pro ductive. The Iowan may still have one or two thousand dollars, to be lent to merchants, mechanics, or manufacturers, who are disposed to establish themselves near him. With the aid of this capital, not only various minor conveniences are brought into the neigh borhood, but useful information, scientific, agricultural, and political; and commodities, the use of which is educative of taste and the finer capacities of our nature, are attractively pre sented to the people. The Texan mainly does without these things. He confines the imports of his plantation almost entirely to slaves, corn, bacon, salt, sugar, molasses, tobacco, clothing, medicine, hoes and plow-iron. Even if he had the same capital to spare, he would live in far less comfort than the Iowan, because of the want of local shops and efficient systems of public conveyance which cheapen the essentials of comfort for the latter. You will, perhaps, say that I neglect to pay the Iowan laborers their wages. It is unnecessary that I should do so: those wages remain as capital to be used again for the benefit of the community in Iowa. Besides, the additional profit which has accrued to the farmer by reason of the more efficient tools and cattle he has acquire, the greater cheapness with which the railroad will transport his crops to be sold, the smaller subtractions from stock and crops he will have met with from the better emrloyment of his neighbors, and the influence of the church and school upon them, will go far towards paying these debts. A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. The difficulty of obtaining a profitable return for labor, applied with the disadvantages which thus result from slavery, is such that all but the simplest, nearest, and quickest promises of profit are neglected in its direction. As a general, almost universal, rule, the Texan planter, at the beginning of any season, is in debt, and anxious to acquire money, or its equivalent, to meet his engagements. The quickest and surest method of getting it before the year ends, is to raise cotton-for cotton, almost alone, of all he can produce under these disadvantages, bears the cost of transportation to cash customers. He will rarely, as I have supposed, invest in a carpenter; he will rarely undertake the improvement of a road. He will content himself with his pioneer's log-cabin, and wait the pleasure of nature at the swamp and the ford. His whole income will be reinvested in field-hands. He plants cotton largely-quite all that his laborers can cultivate properly. Generally, a certain force will cultivate more than it can pick, pack, and transport to public conveyance. Unwilling to lose the overplus, he obtains, upon credit again, another addition to his slave force. Thus the temptation constantly recurs, and constantly the labor is directed to the quickest and surest way of sustaining credit for more slaves. After a certain period, as his capital in slaves increases, and his credit remains unimpaired, the dread of failure, and the temptation to accumulate capital become less, and he may begin to demand the present satisfaction of his tastes and appetites. Habit, however, will have given him a low standard of comfort, and a high standard of payment for it; and he will still be sa tisfied to dispense with many conveniences which have long before been acquired by the Iowan; and to pay a higher price for those he demands, than more recent, or less successful, immigrants to his vicinity can afford. Thus he will have pe.rsonally grown rich, perhaps; but few, if any, public advantages will have accrued from his expendi tures. It is quite possible that, before he can arrive at that xi Xili A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. point of liberality in expenditure which the Iowan started with, the fertility of his soil will have been so greatly reduced that the results of labor upon it are no longer accumulative of profit, but simply enable him to sustain the mode of life to which he and his slaves are accustomed. This occurs, I again remind you, not merely because labor is applied to the end of immediately realizing a return in slaves, but because it continues constantly to be applied without the advantage of efficient machinery, and the cheapest means of marketing its results; also, because the planter's mind, which, by a freer expenditure of capital at an early day, would have been informed and directed to a better method of agriculture, remains in ignorance of it, or locked against it by the prejudice of custom and habit. I have described to you the real condition, and its historical rationale, of a majority of the better class of planters in Texas, as, after many favorable opportunities of acquaintance with them, I have apprehended it. My knowledge of Iowan proprietors, of similar capital, is not personal, but inferential and from report. It may be there are none such, but it makes little difference in the end whether the five thousand dollars to be expended is held by one proprietor, or divided among a number. It is so much capital disengaged. I have made circumstantial inquiry of several persons whc have resided both in Iowa and in Texas, and have ascertained, most distinctly, that the rapidity with which the discomforts of the frontier are overcome, the facility with which the most valuable conveniences, and the most important luxuries, moral, mental, and animal, of old communities, are reobtained, is astonishingly greater in the former than the latter. Comparing Texas with New York, I can speak entirely from personal observation. I believe it is a low estimate, that every dollar of the nominal capital of the substantial farmers of New York represents an amount of the most truly valuable commodities of civilization, equal to five dollars in the nominal wealth A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. xiii of Texas planters. And this, notwithstanding that the climate of Texas has a great superiority over that of New York or Iowa. I think that the labor of one man in Texas will more easily produce adequate sustenance and shelter for a family and an ordinary farm-stock of working cattle, than that of two anywhere in the Free States. And this, again, without regard to that quality of the climate which enables the Texan to share in the general monopoly of the South in the production of cotton-a quality so valuable that Texans sell scarcely anything out of the State but cotton, which they even find it profitable to exchange for corn raised in Ohio, and taxed with the expense of a great transportation, and several exchanges. Not that corn is produced with less labor in Ohio, but that cotton is produced with so much more profit in Texas. Corn, and every other valuable staple production of the soil of the Free States, except, perhaps, oats and potatoes, for which there are special substitutes, may be grown extensively, and with less expenditure of labor, in Texas. Nor did we-my medical companion and myself-have reason to retain the common opinion, after careful attention to the subject, that the health of white people, or their ability to labor, was less in the greater part of Texas than in the new Free States. We even saw much white and free labor applied to the culture of cotton with a facility and profit at least equal to that attending the labor of enslaved negroes, at the same distance from market. All things considered, I believe that the prosperity of Texas, measured by the rapidity with which the inconveniences and dis comforts, inevitable only in a wilderness or an uncivilized state of society, are removed, would have been ten times greater than it is, had it been, at the date of its annexation, thrown open, under otherwise equally favorable circumstances, to a free immigration, with a prohibition to slavery. I think that its export of cotton would have been greater than it now is; that its demand from, and contribution to, commerce would have been ten times what it X1V A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. now is; that it would possess ten times the length of railroad; ten times as many churches; ten times as many schools, and a hundred times as many school-children as it now has. You may think it too soon to form a judgment of any value upon the prosperity of Texas, as measured by the other criterion I proposed-namely, "the completeness with which the opportu nity for profitable labor is retained." But what do you say to the fact that, in the eastern counties, that spectacle so familiar and so melancholy in your own State, in all the older Slave States, is already not unfrequently seen by the traveler-an abandoned plantation of " worn-out" fields, with its little village of dwellings, now a home only for wolves and vultures? This but indicates a large class of observations,* by which I hold myself justified in asserting that the natural elements of wealth in the soil of Texas will have been more exhausted in ten years, and with them the rewards offered by Providence to labor will have been more lessened than, without slavery, would have been the case in two hundred. Do not think that I use round numbers carelessly. After two hundred years' occupation of similar soils by a free-laboring community, I have seen no such evidences of waste as, in Texas, I have after ten years of slavery. And indications of the same kind I have observed, not isolated, but general, in evcry Slave State but two-which I have seen only in parts yet scarcely at all settled. Moreover, I have seen similar phenomena following slavery in other countries and in other climates. It is not at all improbable, my good friend, that children of yours, in, perhaps, the tenth generation, will have to work, whatever may be their occupation, one hour a day more, during all their working lives, than they would have done but for this your policy of extending slavery over Texas, and thereby permanently * Of this class, frequent notes on live stock will be found in the volume. The exception which Kentucky offers to all other Slave States, in this respect, is easily accounted for, and is clearly maintained by a great sacrifice of other soturces of wealth, which sacrifice would be unnecessary, but for slavery. A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. iiminishing the rightful profits of labor. Bread is to cost them more by the pound, cotton and wool stuffs more by the yard. Will you say that no superficial observations of a passing stranger can shake your confidence in the great higher law of demand and supply? That slavery cannot be forced by any legislation to exist for an injurious period in any country or region where free labor would, on the whole, be more economical? That free labor, on the other hand, cannot be restrained? That the climate of Texas demands African laborers, and that Africans are incapable of persistent labor, unless they are controlled, directed, and forced by a superior will? There are a few facts mentioned in these pages which bear on both these points, and to which I will simply beg you to give a fair consideration. Especially, I would be glad to have you ponder the experience of the German colonists, of which, though the narration is influenced, perhaps, by an irresistible enthusiasm of admiration, the details have been carefully obtained and verified. As to the needlessness of legal restrictions upon slavery where its introduction would be uneconomical, let me ask, do you consider public lotteries of money economical institutions? They exist in every civilized community wherein they are not prohibited by law. Gambling-houses, and places of traffic in stolen goods, you will hardly deem economical conveniences in any climate; yet laws are everywhere required to restrict their increase. I consider that slavery is no less disastrous in its effects on industry-no less destructive to wealth. The laws and forces sustaining it, where it has been long established, may have become a temporary necessity, as poisons are to the life of some unfortunate invalids. Judge you of that. But laws intended to extend its field of improvidence are unjust, cruel, and oppressive. Revolutionary resistance to them by all men whose interest it is to have industry honestly paid, can only be wrong while likely to be unsuccessful. There are two reasons, both of which, you have confessed to me, operate on your own mind, why, the power to hold slaves xv XVi A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. being secured, men employ them in preference to the much cheaper free labor, and why the vitality of slavery need be nowhere dependent on its mere economy as a labor system. First: Slavery educates, or draws out, and strengthens, by example and exercise, to an inordinate degree, the natural lust of authority, common as an element of character in all mankind. To a degree, that is, which makes its satisfaction inconvenient and costly-costly of other means of comfort, not only to the individual, but to the community. Thus, a man educated under the system will be disposed no longer than he is forced, by law or otherwise, to employ servants or laborers who may make demands upon him, and if those demands are refused, may in their turn legally refuse to obey him. He will prefer to accept much smaller profits, much greater inconveniences, than would a man otherwise educated, rather than submit to what he considers to be the insolence of a laborer, who maintains a greater self-respect, and demands a greater consideration for his personal dignity, than it is possible for a slave to do.* Secondly: The power of exercising authority in this way is naturally overmuch coveted among you. It gives position and status in your society more than other wealth-(wealth being equivalent to power). It is fashionable with you to own slaves, as it is with the English to own land, with the Arabs, * The apologetic style in which the Southern newspapers generally commented upon the homicide, by a member of Congress, educated in Alabama, of a servant in a hotel at Washington, last spring, affords a sad indication of tho strength of this educational prejudice. In some cases no apology, but a distinct approval, of such a method of vindicating Southern habits of unmitigated authority was expressed. The Charleston Standard observed: "If white men accept the office of menials, it should be expected that they will do so with an apprehension of their relation to society, and the disposition quietly to encounter both the responsibilities and liabilities which the relation implies." The Alabama Mail, extending the scope of its demand to free soil, remarked: "It is getting time that waiters at the North were convinced that they are servants and not gentlemen in disguise. We hope this Herbert affair will teach them prudence." A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. XVii horses; and as beads and vermilion have a value among the Indians which seems to us absurd, so, among you, has the power of commanding the service of slaves. Consequently you are willing to pay a price for it which, to one not educated as you have been, seems absurdly high. Nor are you more likely to dispense with slaves, when you have it in your power to possess them, than the Chinese with their fashion of the queue, Turks with their turban, or Englishmen with their hats. We need no restrictions upon fashions like these, which are oppressive only to those who obey them. Such is not the case with the fashion of slavery.* But still you may doubt if slavery can long remain where it is uneconomical; the influences I have mentioned might, you will reflect, induce a Southerner to continue to employ his slaves while he is able; but his ability to do so would soon be exhausted if the institution were really uneconomical; in a new country the opportunity of employing slaves would soon be lost, owing to the superior advantages those would have who em ployed the cheaper labor of freemen; in fact, capital would be rapidly exhausted in the effort to sustain the luxury of com manding slaves. Such, precisely, is the case. How, then, does it continue? Do not be offended if I answer, by constantly borrowing and never paying its debts. Look at any part of the United States where slavery has pre dominated for a historic period; compare its present aspect with that it bore when peopled only by "heathen salvages," and you * It might be supposed that the distinct " mean white" class, characteristic of older communities in the Slave States, could hardly yet have been developed in a region where slavery itself has but just now been transplanted, and where the avenues of escape from it, and of better possibilities, are so open and inviting to all. But it appears that such a class is a necessary phenomenon attending slavery. The planter in Eastern Texas speaks with the same irritation of his poorer neighbors that he does elsewhere at the South, and says," If there are hog-thieves anywhere, it is here." The existence of the classes, master and slave, implies the existence of a miserable intermediate class. xviii A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. will see that the luxury of slaves, and what other luxury through their labor has therein been enjoyed, have been acquired at an immense cost beyond that of mere labor. You will see that what has been called the profit of slave labor has been obtained only by filching from the nation's capital-from that which the nation owes its posterity-many times the gross amount of all the production of that labor.* Governor Adams, in a recent message to the legislature of South Carolina, intimates that, at ten cents a pound, English manufacturers are paying too little for the cotton this country sends them. I think twice that amount would be too little to recompense the country for the loss of capital at present involved in its production. I believe that, with free labor in Texas, unembarrassed by the inconveniences attending slavery, it could have been profitably exported at half that price. You will still ask how slavery, laboring under such economical * A respectable Southern critic has asked, if evidences of a spendthrift system of industry, similar to those described in the Slave States, might not have been found by one disposed to look for them, in the Free, and has quoted official tes timony of a reduced production per acre of one of the crops cultivated in New York, as refuting my evidence of the desolating effects of slavery in the Sea board States. WVaste of soil and injudicious application of labor is common in the agriculture of the North, but nowhere comparably with what is general at the South. Nowhere, in any broad agricultural district, does such waste appear to have taken place, without a present equivalent existing for it. Nowhere is the land, with what is attached to it, now less suitable and promising for the residence of a refined and civilized people, than it was before the operations, which have been attended with the alleged waste, were commenced. I am mistaken if the same is true of Eastern Virginia and Carolina, or any other district where slavery has predominated for a historic period. The land, in these cases, is positively less capable of sustaining a dense civilized community, than it would be if no labor at all had ever been expended upon it. Had all its original elements of wealth remained intact, had it been hitherto entirely reserved firom civilized occupation, it would have sold for more by the acre to-day, than it is now to be valued at with all the ameliorations and constructions which labor has effected upon it. Labor, in the case of Eastern Virginia, for two hundred years, by a community in which the controlling force has been the boasted Anglo-Saxon, the prevailing religion Cin-istian and Protestant. A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. XiX disadvantages, can take possession of any country, to the exclusion or serious inconvenience of free labor? Plainly, it may do so by fraud and violence-by disregard of the rights of citizens. I will not say that these are necessities of its existence, only that they are alleged to be so by those who have carried slavery into Texas, as well as by those who have sought to establish it in Kansas. These missionaries of the institution voluntarily make the declaration, and put it deliberately on record, that lawless violence and repudiation of state pledges must be permitted in order to maintain slavery in these regions. Whether with reason or not, the purpose to maintain slavery is constantly offered and received as a sufficient excuse for disregarding not merely personal rights under the Constitution, but the most solemn treaty-obligations with a foreign nation.* When you demand of us to permit slavery in our territory, we know that you mean to take advantage of our permission, to * Is not the general impression, that frequent deeds of lawless violence are a necessary and pardonable characteristic of our frontier community, based upon, and entirely sustained by, occurrences which are peculiar to the frontier of the Slave States? Lynch law is not found a necessary preliminary to good government in Iowa and Minnesota. Tarring and feathering, mob executions, bowieknife fracases, deadly family feuds, etc., etc., are characteristic only of communities, the controlling minds in which have been educated in the Slave States. No one looks with hope or anxiety for spontaneous popular invasions or filibustering occupations of Canada West by Minnesotans or Michiganians. Plundering parties of Maine backwoodsmen do not constantly menace the peaceful villages of Nova Scotia. We do not have periodical reports from Eastport, of piratical fleets preparing to invade Newfoundland. But last year, a large band of mounted Texan Free-Companions plundered and burned, in mere wantonness, a peaceful Mexican town on the Rio Grande; four hundred United States troops listening to the shrieks of fleeing women, and looking on in indolence. This has passed without rebuke; apparently with entire public and official indifference. It was looked upon as one of the necessary and pardonable occurrences of a frontier. Would this have been the case, if it had happened on the Northwestern frontier? Is it not time the people of the free West were delivered from the vague reputation of bad temper, recklessness, and lawless ness, under which they suffer, and which, without doubt, greatly deters iid-is trious and peacefully disposed persons from immigrating among them? XX A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. forbid freedom of discussion, and freedom of election; to prevent an effective public educational system; to interrupt and annoy our commerce, to establish an irresponsible and illegal censorship of the press; and to subject our mails to humiliating surveillance. And you ask-nay, you demand, and that with a threatening attitude-that we shall permit you to do all this; for what purpose? Not because you need an extension of your field of labor. Governor Adams, in the message to which I have referred, alleges that the poverty and weakness of the South are chiefly due to its deficiency of laborers. To say that it has too few laborers is to say that it has too much territory. And that is true. I learn from trustworthy and unprejudiced sources, that the gentlemen who have carried slaves to Kansas have not done so because they believe it to be the most promising field of labor for slaves open to them; they do not hesitate to admit it to be otherwise. But they have gone there as a chivalric duty to their class and to the South-that South to which alone their patriotism acknowledges a duty. If they succeed in once establishing slavery as a state institution, they have reason for thinking that Kansas will be thereafter avoided, as a plague country would be, by free labor. For, to say to an emigrating farmer, "Kansas is a slave state," is to tell him that if he goes thither he will have to pay a dear price for everything but land; for tools, for furniture, for stock; that he may have to dispense during his life-as may his children after him-with convenient churches, schools, mills, and all elaborate mechanical assistance to his labor. Thus they calculate-and this is their only motive -that two more senators may be soon added to the strength of slavery in the government. They are only wrong in forgetting that free laborers are no longer constrained, by a compact with them, to quietly pQrmrait this curse to be established in Kansas. Danger from insurrection is supposed by some to be propor A LETTEr TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. XXi tionate to density of population, and your demand is sometimes urged on the plea that an extension of the area subject to the waste of slavery is necessary to be made in order to avoid this calamity. If one-third of the land included in the present Slave States !be given up to the poor whites and the buffaloes, and the remainder be divided into plantations averaging a square mile in size, the present slave population must double in number before each of these plantations will be provided with a laboring force equal to five able-bodied men and women. If the policy of thus dispersing capital and labor, withholding so much wealth as it does from the service of commerce, and involving so much unnecessary expenditure, be really persist ed in, from a fear of a slave rebellion, I think we have a right to ask you, the gentlemen who own this hazardous property, to provide some less expensive means of meeting the danger with which it threatens you. For, where will this way of meeting it carry us? You are unsafe now: if safety is to be obtained by greater dispersion, how great must it be? In another generation you will require the continent, and the tide ot white immigration will be returning to the old world. There is a great significance in the emigration driven, even now, firom the Slave States, con trary to the normal inclination of immigration, which is always southward and outward, into the colder Free States, which already have more than twice their density of population.* * The Census tables show that the Slave States have sent nearly six times as many of their population into the Free Territories as the Free States have sent into Slave Territories. Kentucky, alone, has sent into Free Territory 60,000 more than all the Free States have sent into Slave Territory. Virginia, alone, has sent 60,000 more into the Free Territory than all the Free States have sent into Slave Territory. North Carolina and Tennessee have sent several thousands more into the Free Territories than all the Free States have sent into Slave Territory. Maryland, with a total white population of 418,000, has sent more than half as many persons into the Free Territories as all the Free States together, with a total white population of 13,300,000, have sent into the Slave Territories - See Putnam's Monthly, December, 1856, p. 652. XXii A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. But this is not the reason given by the most ardent and talented extensionists. Your favorite statistician, Mr. DeBow, agrees with the South Carolina professor, Drew, who, he says, has fuilly shown hb)w "utterlyvain'" are the fears of those who apprehend danger from a great increase in the number of slaves.* So say many others, especially when arguing the military strength of the Slave States. The only argument steadily and boldly urged in the South itself, is that slavery must be extended in order to preserve the equality of the South in the republic. It would be folly, your editors and orators constantly assure us, to think that the South will remain in association with the North, unless she can retain such an equality. There can be no dishonor for 1,100,000 citizens (the number voting in the Slave States at the recent election) to have less power of control in the government of a republic than 2,900,000 (the number of Northern voting citizens). The alleged folly of permitting the greater number of citizens to obtain a power of controlling the federal government is founded solely in the rumor, that it is the purpose of those who oppose the extension of slavery to force an abolition of slavery where it exists under the sanction of the sovereign state governments. I trust you are not one of those who credit this rumor. My acquaintance with the people of the North is extensive and varied. I know, so far as it is within the ability of a man to be informed of the purposes of other men, that this rumor is still, as Daniel Webster declared it to be twenty-five years ago, a wicked device of unprincipled politicians.t I lose respect for Resources of the South, etc., vol. ii., p. 233. t In 1830, Daniel Webster said, in the Senate: "I know full well that it is, and has been, the settled policy of some persons in the South, for years, to represent the people of the North as disposed to interfere with them in their own exclusive and peculiar concerns. This is a deli cate and sensitive point in Southern feeling; and of late years, it has always been touched, and generally with effect, whenever the object has been to unite A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. XXiii gentlemen whom I find to have been imposed upon by it. There are men, who, it is constantly asserted, are notoriously leaders among those having this purpose, whom I have happened to meet often, under circumstances favorable to a free expression of their political views and intentions. I have heard from them never the slightest suggestion of a desire to interfere by force, or any action of the central government, with the constitutional rights of the state governments to maintain slavery. Since the attempt to extend slavery in Kansas) by the repeal of our old compromise with you, I have heard one man express the conviction, to which others may be approaching, that we shall never have done with this constantly recurring agitation, till we place ourselves in an offensive position towards the South, threatening the root of the national nuisance. This man, however, was not one of those who are considered the special enemies of the South, nor a politician by profession, but an honest, directminded old farmer, who has heretofore been numbered among those the South chooses to deem its friends; a man, too, who, as it happens, has seen the South, knows its cdndition, and maintains friendly communication with slaveholders. This indicates, in my opinion, the only way in which the people of the North can be tempted to use the control they already actually possess, and by their numbers are justly entitled to, in the confederate government, in the unconstitutional and revolutionary manner these lying political speculators are so ready to anticipate. The chief object of this false accusation, is to excite the igno rant masses of your own citizens to act, with blindly-zealous con cert, in favor of measures to which, if honestly presented, they would be equally opposed with the intelligent people of the the whole South against Northern men or Northern measures. This feeling, always carefully kept alive. and maintained at too intense a heat to admit discrimination or reflection, is a lever of great power in our political machine. It moves vast bodies, and gives to them one and the same direction. But it is without adequate cause; and the suspicion which exists is wholly groundless." XXIV A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. North. Its danger is now made sufficiently obvious by the conspiracies, among the slaves, which, since the election, have been discovered in Virginia, Kentucky, Tennessee, Mississippi, Arkansas, and Texas-perhaps elsewhere. These are the first general and formidable insurrectionary movements since 1820, when, as your rumor is, the machinations of the abolitionists commenced. Many general and forminidable insurrections are matters of history previous to 1820. The improbability that the abolitionists have been engaged in stimulating insurrections, between 1820 and the present time, is apparent. When you consider that, in all the districts wherein these conspiracies are now discovered, there have been large and excited public meetings, harangued by loud-voiced speakers, whose principal topic was the imminent danger of an interference by Fremont, and the people of the North, in behalf of the slaves against their masters-Fremont's name being already familiar in their ears as that of a brave and noble man-remembering this-how can you doubt whether the abolitionists, or your own recklessly ambitious politicians, are most responsible for your present danger? The late message of President Pierce to Congress has been distributed in the government publication and the newspapers by hundreds of thousands in the Slave States, and has fallen directly into the hands of half your house-servants, or may have been given to any slave who purchases a plug of tobacco at a grocery. This message, or almost any of the speeches made by Southern members in the debate upon it, which have, in like manner, been freely scattered, will give the confident impression to any man, not otherwise better informed, who reads it, or hears it read or talked of, that a formidable proportion of the white people of the North are determined " to effect a change in the relative condition of the white and the black race in the Slaveholding States;" that they are prepared to accomplish this "'through burning cities, and ravaged fields, and slatughtered populations, and all that is terrible in foreign, complicated with A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. XXV civil and servile war, devastation, and fratricidal carnage.":* If lie have any disposition to obtain his liberty, it will at once be suggested to him that he and his fellows should be prepared to take advantage of the suggestions thus made-the encouragement to fi,lit their way northward, thus published to them by a thoughtiless Northern ally of their masters. Is it the abolitionists or the politicians you have most reason to fear? Be assured, all attempts to extend slavery can only increase the very danger which it is pretended they are made to avert. In denying that a formidable number of the citizens of the Free States are disposed to interfere between the slaves and the citizens in other States, I do not wish you to understand me to say that there is not a large number of abolitionists among us: using the word, as has lately become the custom, to mean those who have formed a distinct judgment, that slavery is an evil, the continuance of which it is proper, desirable, and possible for you to more or less distinctly limit; who also think it proper to express this opinion; who also think it their duty to prevent those who hold the opinion that slavery is wholly a good thing, desirable for indefinite perpetuation and extension, from exercising the influence they endeavor to do, in our common government, for the purpose of extending and perpetuating it. I suppose about one-half of all the people of the Free States are now distinctly and intelligently abolitionists, of this kind, and nine-tenths of the remaining number are as yet simply too little interested in the subject to have formed a judgment, by which they can be reliably classed. Out of a few localities, where a commercial sympathy with planters is very direct, there is no society in which an avowal of positive anti-abolition opinion would not be considered eccentric. Even of those voting at the late election for Mr. Buchanan, among my acquaintance, more than half have expressed opinions to me which would at once range them as abolitionists, and ex * Message of the President, December, 1856. XXVi A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. pose them to disagreeable treatment if uttered in Southern society. These voted as they did, not so much, I think, from fear that a division of the Union would result from Mr. Fr6mont's election, as because, being influential men in their party, and having been successful in obtaining the nomination of the candidate they deemed least dangerous of those advanced for the nomination, they felt bound in honor to sustain him. Which way the progress of opinion tends, it is easy to see, and you need not trust my judgment. Examine the vote of the North in connection with statistics indicating the degree of intelligence and the means of transmitting and encouraging intelligence aniong-not the commercial or wealthy class, butthe general working people, and you will find Mr. Fre6mont's vote bears a remarkable correspondence to the advantage of any district or state in this particular. Now our means of improving education, of transmitting intelligence, and of stimulating reflection are very steadily increasing. The young men, attaining their majority in the next four years, will have enjoyed advantages, in these respects, superior to their predecessors. The effect of railroads, and cheaper postage-significantly resisted by those who are most violent partisans of the extension of slavery-and of cheaper books and newspapers, is, as to this question, almost all one way. It is our young men who are most sensitive to the insulting tone which the South thinks it proper to assume in all debates with those members of congress who are known to best represent the North. It is among those whose interest in public affairs is of recent date, that the old party terms of outcry are least expressive of evil. It is not long since you yourself held in the highest respect and profoundest confidence as true citizens, such men as Chief Justice Parker and Judge Kent; Presidents Walker, Woolsey and King; James Hamilton, James S. Wadsworth, and John M. Read; Washington Trving, Longfellow and Bryant, and even Mr. Fremont-all now strongly sympathizing and openly coopcrating with the party of the "abolitionists." There are many A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. Xxvii thousand young men who must still hold these honored names in as high respect as ever you did, who have lately acquired their first distinct political associations. Consider that, with these, the terms Abolitionist and Disunionist, Black Republican and Nigger-worshiper, must thus be hereaftertirrevocably attached to names and characters once as familiar to the South as the North, and ever commanding, everywhere, the completest popular confidence, as the first gentlemen, the purest patriots, and the soundest thinkers in the land. Reflect, that at least nine out of ten of the clergy of every denomination, and of the lay-teachers, in the North, have been enrolled as "abolitionists," and probably a majority have thought it proper to publicly profess the faith now so denominated, and which the South has chosen to make the subject of the most violent, reckless, and relentless denunciation and persecution. Do you think we shall go backward? Consider, that in those States which gave the only Northern majorities to Mr. Buchanan, an efficient public-school system has been a creation entirely of the last fifteen years: that in Southern Illinois and Indiana, where the vote against Mr. Fremont was heavier than elsewhere, the majority of living voters were born and lived in their early life, subject only to such educational advantages as existed-and exist-in the States of Virginia, North Carolina, Kentucky, and Tennessee. That the proportion of citizens who were educated in those States themselves, since schools became conveniently frequent, and'newspapers and books a common luxury, will now very rapidly increase. Very many other considerations might be adduced, if you do not believe that the policy of forcing an extension of slavery is necessary to the honor of the people of the South, and a duty to be performed without flinching, whatever sad consequences it may involve, why you should join me in pleading for its imme diate and decisive abandonment. I have said that already full one-half of the citizens of the North are decisively abolitionists in their convictions. You have Xxviii A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. led them to consider the moral question involved in maintaining slavery where it is, by forcing them to think of the material profit or otherwise which will result to themselves and their children from carrying it where it is not, and their verdict is against you.* I believe that, rather than be parties to its extension, rather than shift the responsibility of a decision upon those who are so unintelligent or uninformed as to be willing to settle in a territory where its prohibition is yet undecided-unless they are patriotic enough to go for the purpose of deciding it-they will accept anything else that you may place in the alternative. Be it disunion, be it war, foreign or domestic, it will not divert them from their purpose. Any further extension or annexation of slavery, under whatever * While the interest of the South in occupying a larger area of soil, is one that neither justice, generosity, friendship, nor self-interest would lead us to regard, the interest of the nation, as a nation, in my judgment, is strongly opposed to anything which unnecessarily deters the voluntary determination of independent laborers towards any unoccupied land. In fact, I believe that it is of far more consequence to apply the doctrine of free trade to labor than to anything else. I have long been of the opinion that the proportion of capital nominally employed in agriculture in the Eastern Free States, though better there than in the Slave States, was far too great, as a matter of national economy. Though I esteem the advantages of a tolerably complete social organization rather more than is usual, I consider that land has an exorbitantly high value, relatively to the reward o'f labor expended upon it, in New England, New York, New Jersey, and Pennsylvania. I could state interesting facts in the social condition of the agricultural, compared with other classes, to support this view. I suppose that in Kansas, and I am sure that in Western Texas, if slavery did not interfere, a laboring man with a small capital in stock and tools, would gain wealth as fast as he could in New England, if he were obliged to pay a rent one hundsed per cent. higher on the value at which his land would be generally appraised. If this is so, the interest of the merchant and the manufacturer equally with that of the laborer, enlists them to oppose the extension of slavery. Who can doubt for a moment that it does so, comparing the value to commerce of the demand of Virginia with Pennsylvania; of Kentucky with Ohio; of Missouri with Illinois, and of Texas with Iowa and Minnesota. Every laborer, who is given the opportunity to work in Iowa, may be depended upon to soon call ))po)i Boston, New York, and Philadelphia, Lowell, Trenton, and Pittsburgh, foi- ten times as much as any slave who is carried to Texas. A LETTER TO A SOUTHERN FRIEND. XXiX pretense or covering it is attempted, will only be effected in contemptuous defiance of the people of the Free States. I am, and I trust long to remain, Your fellow-citizen, and friend, FRED. LAW OLMSTED. INDEX. CHAPTER I. ROUTE TO TEXAS. Southern Phenomena, 1; Baltimore and Ohio Railroad, 2; Cumberland, 3; Over the Blue Ridge; Wheeling, 4; The Ohio, 5; The Ohio Vineyards, 6; Cincinnati, 7; Pork, 9; To Lexington; The Woodland Pastures of Kentucky, 10; Pork on Foot, 11; "Cash Clay," from the Kentucky Point of View, 12; Kentucky Farming, 14; Corn-bread Begins, 15; Lexington, 16; Ashland, 17; Lexington as a Residence, 18; Slaves in Factories; Toward Louisville, 19; Self-defense, 20; Black Conversation; Fugitive Slave Law, 21; Louisville; Down the Ohio, 22; Steamboat Time, 23; The River Banks, 24; Smithland, mouth of the Cumberland, 25; The "D. A. Tomkins," 27; Crutches and Shoals. 29; Life and Scenery on the Cumberland, 30; Iron Works; Negro Wages, 32; Live Freight, 34; Nashville, 35; Return to the Ohio; The "Sultana," 37; The Mississippi, 38. CHAPTER II. ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. Routes into Texas, 43; Red River, 44; Our Mount, 45; A Red River Planta tion, 46; The Road before us, 53: Piney Wood Travel; Emigrant Trains, 55; A Yellow Gentleman; Road Talk, 57; Land Locating; Cotton Hauling, 59; The Entertainment for Man and Beast, 60; Worn-out Land; The People, 62; Spanish Remains; The Progress of Dilapidation, 63; Our Old Frontier The First House in Texas, 64; Slave Life, 66; The Red-land District, 67; San Augustine; A Texan Fete, 68; Manners, 69; Packing the Mule, 70; Additions to the Company, 72; Our Experience with Arms, 73; Off Again, 75; The Coulintry, 76; Piety in Negroes; "Done gone," 77; Nacogdoches, 78; Supplies, 80; The Angelina; Camp Diet, 81; The Neches; Worn-out Plantations,82; A Sunday in Camp; Alimentary Substances, 83; Sunday I N D E X. Habits, 84; Black Temperance, 85; A Roasted Broad-axe, 86; A Windfall, 87; A Family Servant; Sunday Travel; Post-office Department, 88; The First Prairie, 89; Trinity River Navigation, 90; Trinity Bottom-lands; Sale of Lands and Hands, 91; Leon County, 92; The Centreville Hotel, 93; Across the Brazos; Saddle and Tent Life, 95; Venison; The Prairies, 97; The First Norther, 99; A Grazier's Farm, 100; A Harbor in an Inn, 102; Texan Conversation, 103; About Niggers, 104; Manners and the Weather; Sheep and Prices, 107; The Colorado, 109; Austin, 110; Hotels, 111; Legislature, 113; The Materials of Living, 114; An Eastern Planter, 115; Literature, 117; Foreign Relations, 118; Black Housekeeping, 119; Abolition Ridiculous, 120; Texan Women; A Northern Settler, 121; Ease versus Comfort, 122; Slavery with a Will; Texas as it used to be, 123; Law and Gospel, 126; Church and State; The Present Social State of Texas, 127. CHAPTER III. ROUTE THROUGH WESTERN TEXAS. Over the Colorado; The Prairies, 129; Western Landscapes; A Mule Lesson, 130; A Well-ordered Plantation, 131; Agrarian Ideas; Approach to Ger mans, 132; Agricultural, 133; Incomplete Arrangements; The Ground and Atmosphere, 134; Mesquit Grass, 135; San Marcos, 136; A Snug Camp, 137; Notes of Temperature during a Norther; A Neighbor of the Germans; His Report of them, 138; German Farms, 140; Free-labor Cotton; A Free-minded Butcher, 141; Neu-Braunfels, 142; An Evening far from Texas, 143; Pleas ing Indications of a New Social Life, 146; The San Antonio Road; The Cibolo, 147; Chaparral; Mesquit; San Antonio, 149; Economical Testimo nial of Respect; The Missions, 154; The Alamo, 155; The Environs; San Antonio Spring, 156; Bathing, 157; Town Life; Street Affrays, 158; The Mexicans in Texas, 160; Their Rights and Wrongs, 163; Their Number and Distribution; A Pause, 165; A Mirage and a Norther; Notes of Tempera ture, 167; Neu-Braunfels, 169; History of the German Immigration, 172; Remarkable Sufferings of the Earlier Immigrants and their Effect on Cha racter, 176; Satisfactory Progress; Present Appearances, 177; Some Social Statistics; The Trades and Cooperative Institutions; Prices Current, 179; Wages-Servants, 180; Slaves; A Pathetic Record, 181; Free Cotton; Free versus Slave Labor, 182; Kendall's Sheep Ranch; A Night in a German Cabin, 183; Comments on American Habits, 185; The Germans in the Mountains, 187; Cordillera Scenery, 188; A New Settler from Bavaria, 189; Sisterdale, 191; A Frontier Court; Otto Von Behr, 192; Saxony Sheep; The Upper Guadalupe, 193; Gigantic Cypresses; Farming in the Dale, 194; A Hydropathic Establishment, 195; German -Refugees, 196; A Panther Per formance, 197; Political Exile, 199; The Martyr Spirit; Fredericksburg, 200; The Northern German Settlements, 201; Up-country Farming; The Attractiveness of Western Texas to Emigrants; Profits of Agriculture, 204; Estimate of Expense and Profit of a Stock and Sheep Farm, 205; Estimate xxxi INDEX. of Expense and Profit of a Cotton Plantation, 206; The Comanche Spring Road, 209; Taking an Observation; Fording the Guadalupe, 210; A Horse Bath, 211; A Wanderer, 212; Vegetation on the Mountains, 213; Range for Sheep; The Egg Snake; Venison at last; "Sharp" Practice, 214; A Fight with a Prairie Fire, 215; After the Battle; Qui vive!-A Narrow Escape, 220; Game, 223; "Heaps" of Bears, 224. CHAPTER IV. A TRIP TO THE COAST. A Mule Spirt, 227; A Wet Norther in Camp, 228; A Black Life, 229; The Prettiest Town in Texas, 231; Camp on the San Geronimo-Satisfied Whites, Dissatisfied Negro, 232; Spring in the Prairie, 233; Guadalupe Lands, 234; American, German, and Mexican Settlers, 235; Wine, 236; Gonzales; Wa terless Camp, 237; Broader Views; How Corn is Kept; Cotton-hauling; The Roads, 238; The Courtesy of the Road; Dead Cattle, 239; Slave Emi grants; Cool Prospects for a Night; Victoria, 240; Night on a Plantation; Negro Servants again, 241; Cotton-growing- Profits; Sugar, 244; Expulsion of Mexicans; The Coast Prairie; A Gale, 245; Prairie Navigation, 246; Lying-to; Mustangs, 247; Lavaca; A Reformed Abolitionist, 248; Bed chamber Arrangements and Companions, 250; Subsidence of Mr. Brown, 251; Physic to the Fishes, 252; Indianola, 253; A Charivari; Return to Upland, 255; A Runaway, 256; A Nigger Hunt, 257; Hardships; Sheep, 258; A Fast Hotel, 259; A Nomination; One of the Sorts who Make a World, 260; Camp on Manahuila, 261; The Mission Church of La Bahia; Goliad, 262; Le bon Cure6, 262; Decorum under Difficulties; Hospitality, 264; Mexican Rights, 265; An Irish Colonist; A Horse-jockey Silenced, 266; The Soil; A Stam pede, 267; San Antonio River District; Mexican Plantations, 270. CHAPTER V. A TRIP OVER THE FRONTIER. Frontier Trains, 273; A Cattle Drove for California, 274; Castroville; History of the Settlement, 277; Frontier Colonies; A Beautiful Country, 278; Quihi; Improving Settlers, 279; Early Hardships, 280; Organized Emigration, 281; Emigrant Aid Societies, 282; A Suggestion for Philanthropists, 283; Border Settlers; Victor Considerant, 284; A Frontier Military Post; The Mounted Rifles, 285; Frontier Mail Carriage, 286; An Indian Camp, 288; A Ride with the Noble Savage, 290; Indian Depredations, 294; Indians in Texas, 295; Their Condition and Treatment, 296; The Best Policy, 297; Frontier De fenses, 298; Texas Rangers-A Sketch of their Organization and Habits, 299; At the Seige of Monterey; A Military Salute, 302; A Capital Scout; Poetry of the Indian, 303; Butter-cups and Primroses; A Reconnoisance, 304; Beyond Settlements; Tobacco and Spirits too Heavy, 305; Camp a la Belle Etoile, 306; The Cuisine; Precautions against an Ind(ian Attack, 307; xxxii INDEX. Snakes, Insects, and Game, 308; Nigger Huntinu., in the Desert, 313; Fort Duncan Military Post, 314; Eagle Pass; A Sleepy Town, 315; Funeral Ceremonies, 318; Piedras Negras, 319; An Alcalde, 321; Runaway Slaves in Mexico, 323; Germans and Runaways, 327; Jews; A Mail Behind Time, 329; Plans of Slaveholders, 331; Peon Law, 334; Rules of the Road, 335; A California Widow, 336; Economy of Breath; Bed Companions, 337; Across the Rio Grande; A Vigilant Sentry; The Runaway again, 338; Effect of Freedom on the Negro; The Country and the Roads, 339; Evidence of a Centralized Government; Mexican Colonial Towns, 340; Irrigation; The Chaparral Desert in Mexico, 341; Old Fields of Mexico, 342; A Mexican Town; San Fernando, 343; The People, 344; Indians, 345; Lodgings: A Mexican Interior, 346; Tortillas; A Pretty Study, 348; A Mexican Repast, 349; A Savage, 351; The Faculty in Mexico, 352; Annexation, 353; An Agricultural Proprietor, 354; Condition of Mexico, 355. CHAPTER VI. ALONG THE EASTERN COAST. The Ranch of Mr. Ujhazy, ex-Governor of Comorn; Hungarians in Texas, 356; Neu-Braunfels to Lagrange; Lumber, 357; German Farmers in Eastern Texas; Northern Settlers, 358; Free and Slave Labor together, 359; Capa city of Whites for Cotton Labor; Corn from Ohio again; Recklessness; Brazos Bottoms; A 300 Negro Plantation; Craw-fish Prairie, 360; Houston; Business, Cotton Dep6t, Amusements, Tar Cisterns, 361; Germans; Mag nolias; A Runaway Captured, 362; A Damaged Property; Slave Trade at Houston; The Low Prairies, 363; Results of Personal Explorations in South eastern Texas, 364; The Population Characterized; A Bad Market for Book sellers, 365; Serpents, Alligators, and other Traveling Companions; Harris burg; A Promising Town; Up a Tree; A Negro's Direction, 366; Copper Currency; A First-class Texas Grazing Establishment, 367; An Un-patented Milking Process, 368; Cattle "Driving," 369; Bogs and Insects, 370; "Goched"-Value of Cattle-Sheep, Horses, 371 Breaking a Wild Horse Feats of Horsemanship, 372; Exhausting Rest; Eye-water, 373; A Stunted Hamlet; Retrograding Country; Negroes Taken for Debt; Germans and Trash, 374; Sour Lake-A Lemonade Spring, 375; Naphtha; A Bottom Boggle; The Neches Bottoms; Rather Wet, 376; Soundings, 377; Fanny in Extremity, 378; A Tennessee Yankee; A Parting; Judy Convalescent, 379; Health of the rest of the Party; The Climate, 380; To Consumptives; Out of Texas; The Sabine; A Cornless and Roadless Country, 381; Diet Im proving; Queer Sleeping Arrangements; "Dipping;" Respectable Barba rians, 382; An Examination; Light to Bed, 383; Knives to Let; Young Men and their Education, 385; Free Negroes and Vigilance Committees, 387; Cattle Crossing at the Sabine, 388; The Drover's Story, 390; Western Louisiana, 391; Among the Creoles, 395; An Exile from Old Virginia, 397; A "Native Dutch Frenchman's" Farm, 401; Arrival in Civilization, 405, To New Orleans, 407 xxxiii INDEX. CHAPTER VII. GENERAL CHARACTERISTICS. Historical and Actual Positionr, 408; Surface and Structure, 411; Clill ate, 412; Sources of Wealth, 414; Rail-roads, 416. CHAPTER VIII. REGIONAL CHARACTERISTICS. New States, 418; Northeastern Texas, 419; Eastern Texas, 423; Central Texas, 424; Sugar; Western Texas, 425; Number and Position of the Germans, 428; Competition and Collision of Free and Slave Labor; Political Divisions among the Germans, 433; History of an Attempt to Maintain a Free News paper, 434; "Americanism' in Texas, 436; Method of Persecution, 437; Thrashing an Abolitionist, 438; Incendiary Fanaticism in Texas, 439; Pro gross Westward of Slavery, 440; The Obstacles; The Mexican Border, 441; Mustangs and Mustangers, 443; Catching Wild Horses-Their Unconquer able Viciousness, 444; The Soil and Climate, 445; Meteorological Pheno mena ard Conjectures; Northwestern Texas, 446; The Staked Plain, 447; The Pacific Railroad, 449; The Rio Grande Country, 451; Country Beyond the Rio Grande; Further Annexation, 453. xxxiv A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. CHAP. I. ROUTE TO TEXAS. SOUTHERN P HIENOMENA. IN entering new precincts, the mind instinctively looks for salient incidents to fix its whereabouts and reduce or define its vague anticipations. Last evening's stroll in Baltimore, from the absence of any of the expected indications of a slave state, left a certain restlessness which two little incidents this morning speedily dissipated. On reaching the station, I was amused to observe that the superintendent was, overseer-like, bestride an active little horse, clattering here and there over the numerous rails, hurrying on passengers, and issuing from the saddle his curt orders to a gang of watchful locomotives. And five minutes had not elapsed after we were off at a wave of his hand, before a Virginia gentleman by my side, after carelessly gauging, with a glance, the effort necessary to reach the hinged ventilator over the window of the seat opposite us, spat through it without a wink, at the sky. Such a feat in New England would have brought down the house. Here it failed to excite a thought even from the performer. 1 2 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. Here was rest for the mind. Scene, the South; bound West. It could be nowhere else. The dramatis personse at once fell into place. The white baby drawing nourishment from a black mamma on the train; the tobacco wagons at the stations; the postillion driving; the outside chimneys and open-centre houses; the long stop toward noon at a railway country inn; the loafing nobles of poor whites, hanging about in search of enjoyment or a stray glass of whisky or an emotion; the black and yellow boys, shy of baggage, but on the alert for any bit of a lark with one another; the buxom, saucy, slipshod girls within, bursting with fat and fun from their dresses, unable to contain themselves even during the rude ceremonies of dinner; the bacon and sweet potatoes and corn-bread that made for most of the passengers the substantials of that meal; the open kitchen in the background, and the unstudied equality of black and white that visibly reigned there: nothing of this was now a surprise. BALTIMORE AND OHIO RAILROAD. The Baltimore and Ohio Railroad runs for some eighty miles through a fine farming country, with its appropriate, somewhat tame, rural scenery. At Harper's Ferry, the Potomac hurries madly along high cliffs over a rocky bed, and the effect, as you emerge from a tunnel and come upon the river, is startling and fine. Jefferson pronounced it the finest scenery he had seenbut he was a Virginian. After this the road follows up the valley as far as Cumberland, coming upon new and wilder beauties at every bend of the stream. But a day in a railway car is, in the best surroundings, a tedious thing, and it is with great pleasure that the traveler, in the early evening, shakes the dust from his ROUTE TO TEXAS. back, and partakes of a quietly-prolonged supper in the St. Nicholas, the gaudy but excellent new inn at CUMBERLAND. This Cumberland, whence comes so much winter-evening comfort to us of the North, has itself the aspect of a most comfortless place. The houses of its 3,000 inhabitants are scattered among and upon steep hills, and show little of the taste their picturesque situations suggest. There is a certain dinginess and a slow, fixed, finished look arising from absence of new constructions, that remind you, especially in the dim light of a November rainy day, of the small manufacturing towns of England. Judging from the tones we heard and the signs we saw in some parts of the town, some portion of its population seems to have come from Wales or the West of England, and to possess, legitimately, a slow-going propensity. The mines, from which the chief supply of bituminous coal is drawn for the use of the Atlantic coast, lie ten miles from the town, and communicate with it and the world by a branch railway. The transportation of this material forms one of the chief items of the income of the B. and 0. Railroad. The price of the coal, for which we in New York were paying nine dollars a tun, was in the town one dollar and a half; at the mines, unselected, half a dollar-a difference which, for my own part, I gladly pay. Unattractive as is the town of Cumberland, it is not easily forgotten, from its romantic position. From the cultivated hills adjoining it, is seen a view which is, in its way, unsurpassed, and, but a few minutes' walk above it, is a wooded gorge, into which a road enters as into monstrous jaws, and, after sunset, the heart 3 4 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. fairly quakes, spite of reason, to intrude, defiant of such scowls of nature. OVER THE BLUE RIDGE. From Cumberland the rails plunge into the wild Blue Ridge Mountains, and only by dint of the most admirable persistence in tunneling, jumping, squeezing, and winding, do they succeed in forming a path for the locomotive over to the great basin of the Ohio. Vast sums and incredible Southern pains have laid this third great social artery from the West, and New York, after all, receives the blood. Rocks, forests, and streams, alone, for hours, meet the eye. The only stoppages are for wood and water, and the only waypassengers, laborers upon the road. The conquered solitude becomes monotonous. It is a pleasure to get through and see again the old monotony of cultivation. Broader grow the valleys, wider and richer the fields, as you run down with the waters the Western slope. At length the fields are endless, and you are following upward a big and muddy stream which must be-and is, the OHIO. You'have reached the great West. Here are the panting, top-heavy steamboats, surging up against wind and current. The train slips by them as if they were at anchor. Here are the flat-boats, coal laden from Pittsburgh, helpless as logs, drifting patiently down the tide. And here is WHEELING. A dark clouded day, a "first-class hotel" of the poorest sort, a day which began coldly by a dim candle four hours before sunrise, and ended beyond midnight, after ten hours' waiting on ROUTE TO TEXAS. steamboat promises, are not conducive to the most cheering recollections of any town; but the brightest day would not, I believe, relieve the bituminous dinginess, the noisiness, and straggling dirtiness of Wheeling. Its only ornament is the suspension bridge, which is as graceful in its sweep as it is vast in its design and its utility. THIE OHIO. The stage of water in the river was luckily ample for firstclass boats, and we embarked upon the David L. Whsite, when at length she came, on her long way from Pittsburgh to New Orleans. She was a noble vessel, having on board every arrangement for comfortable travel, including a table of which the best hotel would not be ashamed. The passage to Cincinnati occupies thirty-six hours. From some conversational impressions, our anticipations as to enjoyment of scenery on the Ohio were small, and we were most agreeably disappointed to find the book that nature offered occupying us during all our daylight, to the exclusion of those paper-covered ones we had thought it necessary to provide. Primeval forests form the main feature, but so alternating with farms and villages as not to tire. Limestone hills and ranges bluff frequently in bold wooded or rocky masses upon the river, terminating by abrupt turns the stately vistas of the longer reaches. For a first day, the rafts, "the fiats," all the varieties of human river-life, are a constant attraction. The towns, almost without exception, are repulsively ugly and out of keeping with the tone of mind inspired by the river. Each has had its hopes, not yet quite abandoned, of becoming the great mart of the valley, and has built in accordant style its one or two tall brick city blocks, standing shabby-sided alone on the 5 6 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. mud-slope to the bank, supported by a tavern, an old storehouse, and a few shanties. These mushroom cities mark only a night's camping-place of civilization. The route, via Baltimore to Cincinnati, we found, on the whole, a very agreeable one. The time is somewhat longer than by the more northern routes; but the charming scenery and the greater quiet and comfort, amply repay the delay. THE OHIO VINEYARDS. Twenty miles above Cincinnati begin the vines. They occupy the hill-slopes at the river's edge, and near the city cover nearly the whole ground that can be seen under cultivation. They are grown as on the Rhine, attached to small stakes three or four feet high, and some three by six feet apart. What a pity the more graceful Italian mode of swinging long vine-branches from tree to tree, could not be adopted. But profit and beauty are, as often, here again at war. The principal cultivators are naturally Germans. For the most part the land is held by them in small parcels; but much is also rented for a fixed share of the crop. Only the large owners bottle their own crop. The grape juice is mostly sold to dealers who have invested in the necessary storehouses and apparatus. The principal dealer, as well as the largest landholder and grower of vines, is Nicholas Longworth. To his perseverance in prolonged experiments we are indebted for all this success in the production of native wine. It is pleasant to find now and then a case where the deserved fame and fortune have followed intelligent efforts of such a kind, before the hand that exerted them is laid low. The value of the wine crop in its present youth is little known. In 1855, the crop about Cincinnati is estimated at $150,000. ROUTE TO TEXAS. There are about 1,500 acres of vines planted; 1,000 in full bearing, producing this year about 150 gallons only, to the acre. In 1853, the average crop was 650 gallons; the extreme yield 900 gallons to the acre. The acres planted in 1845, 350; in 1852, 1,200. Missouri and Illinois have also (1855)1,100 acres planted. Mr. Longworth is said to have at the end of 1855, 300,000 bottles stored in his cellars; one-half bottled during the year. It will not be many years, I hope, before the famous hog crop will be of less value to this region in comparison. Let us pray for the day when honest wine and oil shall take the place of our barbarous whisky and hog-fat. The approach to Cincinnati is announced by the appearance of villas, scattered on the hills that border the north side of the river, and by the concentration of human life and motion along the bank. But a moment after these indica tions attract your attention, the steamer rounds with a great sweep to the levee, and, before you appreciate your arrival, is pushing its nose among the crowd of boats, butting them unmercifully hither and thither in the effort for an inside place. CINCINNATI. From the edge of the stream rises the levee-a paved open hill of gentle inclination, allowing steamboats and carmen to carry on their usual relations at all stages of water. Then extends backward, on a gently-rising plateau, a square mile or two of brick blocks and hubbub. Then rise steeply the hills by which, in semicircle, the city is backed. At their base is a horrid debateable ground, neither bricks and mortar nor grass, but gaunt clay, before whose tenacity the city has paused, uncertain whether to "grade" or mount the obstinate barrier. 7 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. There is a prevalent superstition in Cincinnati that the hinder most citizen will fall into the clutches of the devil. A wholesome fear of this dire fate, secret or acknowledged with more or less candor, actuates the whole population. A ceaseless energy per vades the city and gives its tone to everything. A profound hurry is the marked characteristic of the place. I found it diffi cult to take any repose or calm refreshment, so mnagnetic is the air. "Now then, sir!" everything seems to say. Men smoke and drink like locomotives at a relay-house. They seem to sleep only like tops, with brains in steady whirl. There is no pause in the tumultuous life of the streets. The only quiet thing I found was the residence of Mr. Longworth-a delicious bit of rural verdure, lying not far from the heart of the town, like a tender locket heaving on a blacksminith's breast. What more need be said of Cincinnati? Bricks, hurry, and a muddy roar make up the whole impression. The atmosphere, at the time of our visit, was of damp coal smoke, chilly and dirty, almost like that of the same season in Birmingham. I was interested in inquiries about its climate, and learned that extreme variations of temperature were as common as upon the sea-board. That during one long season it was exposed to a fierce sun and a penetrating dust, and during another to piercing winds from the northwest. Snow falls abundantly, but seldom survives its day. On the whole, it was doubted if anxious lungs were better here than in New York. The environs, the purgatory of red clay once passed, are agreeable enough, even at this season, to be called charming-tasteful houses, standing on natural lawns among natural park-groups of oak, with river views and glimpses. The price of land for such places, within thirty or forty minutes' drive of town, was, I was told, $1,000 per acre; and, of all eli 8 ROUTE TO TEXAS. gible land, within ten miles around, $200. Cheap soil cannot, therefore, be an inducement for settlers here. These are New York prices. PORK. Pork-packing in Cincinnati was, at the time of our visit, nearly at a stand-still, owing to the mild and damp weather unusual at the season. One establishment we found in partial operation. We entered an immense low-ceiled room and followed a vista of dead swine, upon their backs, their paws stretching mutely toward heaven. Walking down to the vanishing point, we found there a sort of human chopping-machine where the hogs were converted into commercial pork. A plank table, two men to lift and turn, two to wield the cleavers, were its component parts. No iron cog-wheels could work with more regular motion. Plump falls the hog upon the table, chop, chop; chop, chop; chop, chop, fall the cleavers. All is over. But, before you can say so, plump, chop, chop; chop, chop; chop, chop, sounds again. There is no pause for admiration. By a skilled sleight of hand, hams, shoulders, clear, mess, and prime fly off, each squarely cut to its own place, where attendants, aided by trucks and dumbwaiters, dispatch each to its separate destiny-the ham for Mexico, its loin for Bordeaux. Amazed beyond all expectation at the celerity, we took out our watches and counted thirty-five seconds, from the moment when one hog touched the table until the next occupied its place. The number of blows required I regret we did not count. The vast slaughter-yards we took occasion not to visit, satisfied at seeing the rivers of blood that flowed from them. 1* 9 10 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. TO LEXINGTON. We left Cincinnati at daybreak of a cloudy November day, upon the box of the coach for Lexington, Ky. After waiting a long time for the mail and for certain dilatory passengers, we crossed the river upon a dirty little high pressure ferry-boat, and drove through the streets of Covington. This city, with its low and scattered buildings, has the aspect of a suburb, as in fact it is. It is spread loosely over a level piece of ground, and is quite lacking in the energy and thrift of its free-state neighbor. Whether its slowness be legitimately traced to its position upon the slave side of the river, as is commonly done; or only in principal part to the caprice of commerce, is not so sure. It is credible enough, that men of free energy in choosing their residence, should prefer free laws when other things are equal; but 200 miles further down the river, we find (as again at St. Louis) that things arO not equal, and that the thrift and finery are upon the slave side. Leaving it behind, we roll swiftly out upon one of the few well-kept macadamized roads in America, and enter with exhilaration the gates of magnificent Kentucky. THE WOODLAND PASTURES OF KENTUCKY. Here spreads, for hundreds of miles before you, an immense natural park, planted, seeded to sward, drained, and kept up by invisible hands for the delight and service of man. Travel where you will for days, you find always the soft, smooth sod, shaded with oaks and beeches, noble in age and form, arranged in vistas and masses, stocked with herds, deer, and game. Man has squatted here and there over the fair heritage, but his shabby improvements have the air of poachers' huts amidst this luxuriant beauty of nature. It is landscape garden ROUTE TO TEXAS. ing on the largest scale. The eye cannot satiate itself in a whole day's swift panorama, so charmingly varied is the surface, and so perfect each new point of view. Midway of the route, the land is high and rougher in tone, and the richest beauty is only reached at the close of the day, when you bowl down into the very garden of the state-the private grounds, as it were, of the demesne. Here accumulation has been easy, and wealth appears in more suitable mansions, occupied by the lords of Durham and Ayrshire herds, as well as of a black feudal peasantry, unattached to the soil. There is hardly, I think, such another coach ride as this in the world, certainly none that has left a more delightful and ineffaceable impression on my mind. THE ROAD. Coach and teams were good, and we made excellent time. The weather was mild, and we were enabled t6 keep the box through the day. Our first driver, waked, probably, too early, was surly and monosyllabic. The second was gay, with a ringing falsetto, which occupied all his attention. The third was a sensible, communicative fellow. He told us, among other things, that he had once driven over the road, eightyfour miles, during a high opposition, in seven hours, including all stops. This route is now done by railway, with great gain, no doubt, but also with what a loss! This free canter over the hills, exchanged for a sultry drag along the easiest grade. Where will our children find their enjoyment when everything gets itself done by steam? PORK ON FOOT. Our progress was much impeded by droves of hogs, grunting 11 12 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. their obstinate way towards Cincinnati and a market. Many of the droves were very extensive, filling the road from side to side for a long distance. Through this brute mass, our horses were obliged to wade slowly, assisted by lash and yells. Though the country was well wooded, and we passed through now and then a piece of forest, I venture to say we met as many hogs as trees in all the earlier part of the day. The bad (warm) weather was a subject of commiseration at every stopping place. "CASH CLAY," FROM THE KENTUCKY POINT OF VIEW. On the box with us were two Kentuckians, bound homewardsa farmer and a store-keeper, from the central part of the State. Many of the hogs, they told us, from the brand, belonged to Mr. Clay-Cassius-who buys them of farmers, and has them driven to market. He had made, they understood, $40,000 the previous year, in this business. "Well, he'll lose money this time," said one. "No," said the other, "he has sold them all, beforehand. They're all contracted for. He'll make another $40,000 this year, I shouldn't wonder. I know one man myself who has paid him $2,000 to be let off from his engagement." "Well, I aint sorry to have Cash Clay make money." "Nor I either. If any man ought to make money, he had." "Yes, he had that. He's a dam benevolent man, is Clay. There aint a more benevolent man in the state of Kentucky." "No there aint, not in the world." "He's a brave man. There aint no better man than Clay. I like a man that, when he's an abolitionist, frees his own niggers fuist, and then aint afraid to talk to other folks." "He's a whole man, if there ever was one. I don't like an ROUTE TO TEXAS. abolitionist, but by God I do like a man that aint afraid to say what he believes." "I hate an abolitionist, but I do admire a Kentuckian that dares to stay in Kentucky and say he's an abolitionist if he is one." "There aint many men, I reckon," said the driver, "that has got more friends than Cash Clay." They are good friends, too." "He's got a good many enemies, too." "So he has; but, I tell you, even his enemies like him." " There's some of his enemies that don't like him much," said the farmer (a slaveholder). "I reckon they'll let him alone after this, won't they." "Well, I should think they'd got about enough of trying to fight him. There aint a braver man in Kentucky, and I guess everybody knows it now." Afterwards at Lexington we heard Mr. C. spoken of in a similar tone of admiration for his courage and great force of charac ter. He was considered an excellent farmer, of course on the subject of slavery "deluded" (with an expression of pity), and as to influence, " losing rapidly." Our farmer, it appeared, was the owner of twenty negroes; for he mentioned that his whole family, including twenty black people,'were laid up with erysipelas the previous year, and he had lost one of his best boys. Since then he had had dyspepsia horridly. "He wouldn't begrudge the likeliest nigger he had got to anybody who would cure him of dyspepsia." This started the store-keeper, who, thenceforward, could talk of little else than some "bitters" he had invented from a recipe "he had found in the dispensatory." After using it himself he had put it in circ(;u 13 14 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. lation, and now had a regular labeled bottle, and had collected a set of certificates that would be a sure fortune to any man that had the capital to advertise. It appeared from the conversation that dyspepsia was a common complaint in Kentucky, as God knows it ought to be. This "bitters" man was a rapid talker, and from the new and entire Westernism of his phrases was to us quite an original. I wish I could give, in his own language, a story he told of a "bair-fight," apropos of a chained cub we passed on the road. "By Godfrey," to his companion, "you ought not to have missed that." The hero of the tale, was a sorry cur of his own, who till that day had been looked upon as a spiritless thing of no account, but whose mission was revealed to him when his eyes fell on that baar. He came off the champion of the pack, leaving his tail in the pit, but a decorated and honored dog. The people came together, for twenty miles around, to see that baair-baiting, and the most respectable, sober old members of the church, became so excited as to hoot and howl like madmen, almost jumping over into the fight. KENTUCKY FARMING. The farms we passed on the road were generally small, and had a slovenly appearance that ill accorded with the scenery. Negro quarters, separate from the family dwelling, we saw scarcely anywhere. The labor appeared about equally divided between black and white. Sometimes we saw them at work together, but generally at separate tasks on the same farm. The main crop was everywhere Indian corn, which furnishes the food for man and beast, and the cash sales evidently of hlogs and beef. Many of the farms had been a great while under cultivation. Large ROUTE TO TEXAS. old orchards were frequent, now loaded with apples left, in many cases, to fall and rot, the season having been so abundant as to make them not worth transportation to market. I was much surprised, on considering the richness of the soil and the age of the farms, that the houses and barns were so thriftless and wretched in aspect. They were so, in fact, to one coming from the North; but on further experience they seemed, in recollection, quite neat and costly structures compared with the Southern average dwellings. But a very small proportion of the land is cultivated or fenced, in spite of the general Western tendency towards a horizontal, rather than a perpendicular agriculture. Immense tracts lie unused, simply parts of our Great West. CORN-BREAD BEGINS.-THE ROADSIDE. We stopped for dinner at a small and unattractive village, and at an inn to which scarcely better terms could be applied. The meal was smoking on the table; but five minutes had hardly elapsed, when " Stage's ready," was shouted, and all the other passengers bolting their coffee, and handing their half dollars to the landlord, who stood eagerly in the door, fled precipitately to their seats. We held out a few moments longer, but yielded to repeated threats that the stage was off without us, and mounted to our places amid suppressed oaths on all sides. At this dinner I made the first practical acquaintance with what shortly was to be the bane of my life, viz., corn-bread and bacon. I partook innocent and unsuspicious of these dishes, as they seemed to be the staple of the meal, without a thought that for the next six months I should actually see nothing else. Here, relieved by other meats and by excellent sweet potatoes baked 15 16 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. and in pone, they disappeared in easy digestion. Taken alone, with vile coffee, I may ask, with deep feeling, who is sufficient for these things? At one of our stopping-places was a tame crow, hopping about in the most familiar way among the horses' heels. When we wvere ready to start, the driver, taking the reins, said to it, "No, then, Charley; look out for yourself, we're going off." The bird turned its wise head to one side, gave a sagacious wink with one of its bright bead eyes, as much as to say, "Do you look out for yourself, never mind me." Near another we passed a husking bee-a circle of neighbors, tossing rapidly bright ears of corn into a central heap, with jokes and good cheer; near by, a group of idle boys looking on from a fence, and half-a-dozen horses tied around. The whole a picturesque study, which, with the knowing crow added, I would like to have preserved on a better medium than one of the fading tablets of memory. Saddles, it was easy to observe, were very much more used here than at the North, and I saw, not unfrequently, saddle-bags across them, which had been as traditional in my previous experience as the use of bucklers or bows. Not long after, my legs grew to that familiarity with them as to be as much astonished to find themselves free from their pressure for a transient ride, as they now would have been to stride them for the first time. LEXINGTON. We had had glowing descriptions of Lexington, and expected muich. Had we come from the South we should have been charmed. Coming from the East we were disappointed in the involuntary comparison. Of all Southern towns there are scarce ROUTE TO TEXAS. two that will compare with it for an agreeable residence. It is regular in its streets, with one long principal avenue, on which most of the business is done. The tone of building is more firm and quiet than that of most Western towns, and the public buildings are neat. There are well-supplied shops; many streets are agreeably shaded; but the impression is one of irre sistible dullness. It is the centre of no great trade, but is the focus of intelligence and society for Kentucky, which, however, is not concentrated in the town, but spread on its environs. These have undeniably a rare charm. The rolling woodland pastures come close upon the city, and on almost every knoll is a dwelling of cost and taste. Among these is HENRY CLAY'S ASHLAND. It was not without feeling that we could visit a spot haunted by a man who had loomed so high upon our boyhood. Nothing had been changed about the grounds or house. His old servant showed us such parts of the house as could be visited without intrusion, the portraits and the presents. The house was one of no great pretensions, and so badly built as to be already falling into decay. The grounds were simple and well retired behind masses of fine trees; the whole bearing the look of a calm and tasteful retreat. What a contrast life here, with the clash and passion, the unceasing and exciting labor of the capitol! As we left, we met Mr. James Clay, once charg6 to Portugal, who purchased the homestead at his father's request. He struck us as a man of feeling and good sense, and spoke with regret of the necessity of rebuilding the house. He has since done this, and has suffered in consequence a bitter and personal newspaper controversy. 17 18 A JOURNEY THROUGHII rEXAS. Lexington boasts a university, well atnded, and ranking among the highest Western schools in its departments of Law and Medicine. Its means of ordinary education are also said to be of the best. LEXINGTON AS A RESIDENCE. With such advantages, social, atmospheric, educational, what residence more attractive for one who would fain lengthen out his summers and his days? Were it only free. In the social air there is something that -whispers this. You cannot but listen. Discussion maybe learned, witty, delightful, only-not free. Should you come to Lexington, leave your best thoughts behind. The theories you have most revolved, the results that are to you most certain, pack them close away, and give them no airing here. Your mind must stifle, if your body thrive. Apart from slavery, too, but here a product of it, there is that throughout the South, in the tone of these fine fellows, these otherwise true gentlemen, which is very repugnant-a devilish, undisguised, and recognised contempt for all humbler classes. It springs from their relations with slaves, " poor whites," and tradespeople, and is simply incurable. A loose and hearty blasphemy is also a weakness of theirs, but is on the whole far less repulsive. God is known to be forgiving, but slighted men and slaves hanker long for revenge. Lexington society, however, can, I believe, be said to have less of these faults so offensive to a Northern man, than any Southern city equally eligible in other respects. But, besides the social objections, there are others of a different character. Malaria hangs over it, as over all the West, and whoever comes from the East runs double risk from its influences. ROUTE TO TEXAS. Labor, other than for, and consequently, costly, slovenly, and requiring incessant supervision, is not to be had. The summer heats are tedious and severe, and the droughts so unmitigated as that sometimes the land is nearly baked to a depth of five feet, and the richest soil is no better than the poorest. SLAVES IN FACTORIES The population of Lexington is about 12,000. It is a market for hemp, and manufactures it in a rough way into bagging for cotton bales. One of these factories, worked by slaves, we visited. The labl)or was almost entirely done by hand, and very rudely. The plan of tasks was followed in the same way as in the to. bacco factories at Riclhmond. By active working, a slave could earn himself $2 or $3 a week, besides doing his master's work. This sum he is always allowed to expend as he pleases. Thus, the stimulus of wages is applied behind the whip, of course the prime motor. TOWARD LOUISVILLE. From Lexington we went by rail to Frankfort and Louisville (94 miles; $3; 5 hours). The country passed over is, for many miles, of the same general character as that described north of Lexington-a rolling or gently-sloping surface, rich soil, woodland pastures,* herds, fine farms, and prominent houses. Then less-fertile and less-settled districts, elevated and thickly wooded with beech, ash, oak, and hickory. Land, we were told, ' Woodland pastures: a blue grass sod under oaks. The blue grass is indigenous, and is the same much prized with us for lawns. The oak is the burr oak, bearing a very large edible acorn, an excellent food for hogs. Its leaves are said to decay with great rapidity, so as to nourish, not destroy, the grass on which they fall. Throughout this region much attention has been naturally given to pure-bred stock. One man is owner of ten bulls and thirty cows, pure short-horns, of his own selection and importation. 1.9 20 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. of the better class, and improved, commanded $70 or $80 per acre; near Lexington, $200. Its fertility was described as inexhaustible. One field was pointed out that had been cultivated in corn for sixty years, without interruption, and without manure. Its produce was still forty bushels to the acre, with meagre care. Of wheat, fifteen bushels was an average crop, though one farm had this year yielded thirty bushels without unusual pains. On the train we found acquaintances, and had much animated conversation and advice upon our plans of travel. We could not help observing that the number of handsome persons in our car was unusual, and among the young Kentuckians we saw, were several as stalwart in form and manly in expression as any young men on whom my eyes have fallen. SELF-DEFENSE. A young man passing, with a pistol projecting from his pocket, some one called out with a laugh-" You'll lose your pistol, sh'." This opened a little talk on weapons, in which it appeared that among young men a bowie-knife was a universal, and a pistol a not at all unusual, companion in Kentucky. Frankfort has a remarkable situation on the Kentucky river, between its bank and a high bluff, which gives a threatening gloom to the back of the town. Though the capital of the state, it is but a small and unattractive place. Between it and Louisville the country is comparatively sterile and vacant —the country-houses are but cabins-and the villages small, and dirty, with no feature of external interest. The railway lies through a region in many places heavily wooded with beech, mingled with oak, hickory, sweet gum, and sugar maple. The mistletoe thrives here, selecting, when convenient, the boughs of the elm and ROUTE TO TEXAS. the black locust. Near Louisville we saw the Kentucky coffeetree, suggesting, at this season, our ailanthus. BLACK CONVERSATION. Near us in the railway car sat three mulattoes, quite at ease, and exciting no attention. Two of them were exceedingly white, and one looked so like an English friend of ours I should have hailed him passing in very early twilight. Their conversation, when audible, was ludicrously black, however. At a station one of them said, "I forgot to provide myself with cigors last night, so when I got up I hadn' got nothin' to smoke. I told Chloe and she jus' looked roun' on the floor, and ther' she found seven stumps." "Good gracious Lord, you didn't smoke'urn, did you?" "Yes, I did that, and"-the rest was lost in uproarious guffaws. At another point the following queer passage reached us: "I'd rather belong to the meanest white man in Scott County, and have to get 200 lashes a-day, well laid on, with a raw hide " FUGITIVE SLAVE LAW. Here belongs, perhaps, a bit of Louisville conversation. We were passing on the river bank just as a flat, loaded with furniture, manned by a white and black crew, was shoved off for the other shore. A man near us shouted to the pilot, as the boat drifted off-" H, remember, if any of them niggers, God damn'em, tries to run, when you're over to the point, you've got a double-barrel fowling-piece loaded with buck." "Yes, God damn'em, I know it." The negroes listened without remark or expression. The general impression, from the negroes we saw in both city 21 22 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. and country, is one of a painfully clumsy, slovenly, almost hopeless race. Intercourse with them, and dependence on them, as compulsory as is that of a master, would be, to a man of Northern habits, a despair. LOUISVILLE. Louisville has interminable ra,gged, nasty suburbs, and lacks edifices-in other respects it is a good specimen of a brisk and well-furnished city. Its business buildings are large and suitable, its dwellings, of the better class, neat, though rarely elegant, its shops gay and full, its streets regular and broad, its tone active, without the whirr of Cincinnati. It has great business, both as an entrepot and as itself, a manufacturing producer. It owes its position to the will of nature, who stopped here, with rapids, the regular use of the river. Cincinnati, by the canal around them, has, however, almost free competition with it, and it has well stood its ground, showing some other than a temporary necessity for itself. It has grown with all a Western rapidity. In 1800, population, 600; 1820, 4,000; 1840, 21,000; 1850, about 50,000. The hotel talk, while we stayed, was of little else than the Matt. Ward tragedy, and dire were the threats of summary punishment by the people, did the law fail in giving avenging justice. DOWN THE OHIO. Finding that the night exposure, by stage, would be too great to be voluntarily encountered at the season, we very reluctantly abandoned our plan of proceeding across the state to Nashville, by the way of the Mammoth Cave, and ordered our baggage to be sent on board the favorite steamer "Pike, No. -," up for St. Louis. The promise of steamboat speed and comfort was ROUTE TO TEXAS. too seductive, and the charms of river scenery, both on the Ohio and the Cumberland, had been glowingly painted for us. Over a deep-rutted miry road, cut up by truck loads of cotton, sugar, and iron, we were driven two or three miles to Portland, once the rival, now the port and mean suburb, of Louisville. After only a few hours more or less, not days as we feared, beyond her advertised time, the fast mail boat Pike took her departure. STEAMBOAT TIME. It was a matter of luck, we found, that we were off so soon, and was so considered, with mutual congratulations, by passengers generally-other boats, advertised as positively to sail days before, lying quietly against the bank as we moved out. Just before we left, sitting on the guards, I heard the captain say, "Yes, I guess we might as well go off, I don't believe we'll get anything more. The agent told me to start out more than an hour ago; but I held on for the chance, you know." Shortly after this a man appeared in the distance running down the levee, with a carpet-bag, straight for us. The last bell had been rung with extra-terrible din, the gang-plank hauled aboard, and men were stationed at the hawsers to cast off. " Halloo, look at that chap," said the captain, "he's hell-bent on this boat now, aint he. I'll have to wait for that fellow, sure." Accordingly the plank was got out again, and the individual, who proved to be a deck passenger, walked on board. Toward night of the same day, we were steaming down tho river at a fine rate, when we suddenly made a shear to the right, and, after a long sweep, steamed some distance up the river, and gently laid our nose against the bank. The passengers all gathered to see the landing. Nothing was said, but, after a few 23 24 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. minutes, the mate, who had been dressing, appeared, with a box of raisins under his arm, and walked up to a solitary house at some distance from the shore. He was met at the door by an old gentleman and his wife, to whom he gave the box and a newspaper, and, after a moment's chat, he returned on board, gave the necessary orders, and we were soon on our way again. Think of a huge "floating palace," of 600 tons, with 200 passengers on board, spending a quarter of an hour on such an errand! But for thousands of miles here these steamers are the only means of communication, and every article, be it a newspaper or a thousand bales of cotton, must be delivered or dispatched in this one way. The Pike proved herself all she claimed to be for safety and speed, laying up completely during a thick fog of the evening, and running rapidly where the way was clear. Beds and table were good, of their kind, as was our general experience on Western boats. THE RIVER BANKS. New Albany, on the Indiana side of the river, nearly opposite Portland, appeared a place of great growth and energy. From the hammering, we judged that its chief business was the production of machinery. Along the shore are extensive ship-yards, for the perpetual creation of these short-lived high-pressure steamers. Below this, the only town of note is Evansville, which also has an encouraging and free-state look about it. On the Kentucky side there is no village of consequence below Louisville. Travelers usually make the observation in descending the Ohio, that the free side shows all the thrift and taste. It is a customary joke to call their attention to this, and encourage them to dilate upon it when the boat's head has been turned ROUTE TO TEXAS. around without their notice. And I cannot say with candor, that taking the whole distance, such was our own observation. The advantage, if any, is slight on the side of the free states. They certainly have more neat and numerous villages, and I judge more improved lands along the river bank; but the dwellings, not counting negro huts, appeared to us nearly on a par, and the farms, at a rough guess, of about equal value. What is most striking everywhere, is the immensity of the wasted territory, rather than the beauty of the improved. The river banks seem, as you glide for hours through them, without seeing a house or a field, as if hardly yet rescued from the beasts and the savages, so little is the work done compared with that which remains to do. Near the mouth of the Ohio, this is still more striking, and on the Mississippi the impression is absolutely painful, so rich yet so entirely desolate and unused is the whole vast region. There is soil enough here, of the richest class, to feed and clothe, with its cotton and its corn, ten-fold our whole present population. SMITHLAND-MOUTH OF THE CUMBERLAND. At about 1 A. M., we found ourselves alone with a shivering boy, almost speechless with sleep, upon a wharf-boat, looking with regret on the fast-drifting lights of the Pike. Following, by a blurred lantern, his dubious guidance, we climbed a clay bank, and found ourselves shortly before our beds. At a first experience of a Western, viz., one-sheeted, bed, I was somewhat taken aback; and, determining not to abandon my hold on civilization sooner than necessary, I unconscionably caused the chambermaid, who was also the landlady, to be roused at this late hour, and had, amid much grumbling and tedium, my bed put in ) 25 26 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. a normal state. Next morning I was happy to see that several panes had been put in the window in anticipation of our arrival, and some paper pasted about against the walls, but no provision for personal ablutions could be discerned, though as the curtainless window opened on a gallery, there was every opportunity for public inspection. Descending in search of these unwonted articles, we discovered, by the sour looks we met, that we had caused a family indigestion by our night attack, and, suddenly concluding to adopt the customs of the country, we were shown to the common lavabo, and why not? One rain bathes the just and the unjust, why not one wash-bowl? Not twice in the next six months, away from cities or from residences we pitched for ourselves, did we find any other than this equal and democratic arrangement. Smithland is-or was, for who knows what a Western year may bring forth-a thriving county seat, compcsed of about two taverns, one store, five houses and a wharf-boat. Being Thanksgiving day, we dined in company with several of our fellow-citizens, wearing full-dress shirts, but no coats, on cornbread and pork, with sweet potatoes, and two pickles. The prospect, in view of a long continuance of this life at Smithland, at the mouth of the Cumberland, being composed of the trees and bushes of the opposite shore, and of a long, flat reach of river, was not encouraging. But, as good fortune would have it, we had scarcely began the melancholy digestion of our dinner, when the flat stern-wheel boat, David A. Tomkins, came in sight, and made direct for Smithland. On ascertaining that she was actually bound for Nashville, with great eagerness we paid our first-class bill, and hurried our baggage on board, preferring rather, should delay occur, to contemplate for a ROUTE TO TEXAS season the town, "as it appears from the river bank," to prolonging our gaze at those bushes and the flat reach that lie before the doors of Smithland, mouth of the Cumberland. THE D. A. TOMKINS. The boat was a good specimen of a very numerous class on Western and Southern rivers. They are but scows in build, perfectly flat, with a pointed stem and a square stern. Behind is the one wheel, moved by two small engines of the simplest and cheapest construction. Drawing but a foot, more or less, of water, they keep afloat in the lowest stages of the rivers. Their freight, wood, machinery, boilers, hands and steerage passengers, are all on the one flat deck just above the surface of the water. Eight or ten feet above, supported by light stanchions, is laid the floor used by passengers. The engines being, as generally in Western boats, horizontal, this floor is laid out in one long saloon eight or ten feet wide from the smoke-pipes, far forward, which stretches to the stern. It is lined upon each side with state-rooms, which open also out upon a narrow upper guard or gallery. Perched above all this is the pilot-house, and a range of state-rooms for the pilots and officers, popularly known as "Texas." To this Texas, inveterate card-players retire on Sundays, when custom forbids cards in the saloon. A few feet of the saloon are cut off by folding doors for a ladies' cabin. Forward of the saloon the upper deck extends around the smoke-pipes, forming an open space, sheltered by the pilotdeck, and used for baggage and open-air seats. Such is the contrivance for making use of these natural highways. And lreally admirable it is, spite of drawbacks, for its purpose. Without it the West would have found it impossible 27 28 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. to be The West. Roads, in countries so sparsely settled, are imp'acticable. These craft paddle about, at some stage of water, to almost every man's door, bringing him foreign luxuries, and taking away his own productions; running at high water in every little creek, and at low water, taking, with great profit, the place of the useless steamers on the main streams. Our captain promised we should be in Nashville the following day; but he should have added " water and weather permitting," for we had one hundred tedious hours to spend upon the narrow decks of the Tomkins. We were hardly fairly under way when we went foul of a snag, and broke, before we were clear, several buckets of our wheel. We ran on in a dilapidated state till near night, when the boat's head was put against the bank, and what timber was required was cut in the woods. Woods are common property here. With this and with planks kept on board for the purpose, the repairs were soon effected. With the twilight, however, came a thick fog down upon the river, and we remained, in consequence, tied quietly to a tree until late the next day, but a few miles from Smithland. The evening was something hard to pass; a fierce stove, a rattle of oaths and cards within, and the cold fog without. Luckily I had with me a Spanish grammar, in view of a probable Mexican journey, and to that I grimly applied myself with success. Our passengers were some twenty in number, mostly good-natured people from the neighboring country, fraternizing loudly with the officers of the boat, over their poker and brag. The ladies occupied themselves in sewing and rocking, keeping up a thin clatter of talk at their end of the cabin. Early next day we passed a side-wheel steamer of a small class, upon a shoal, almost high and dry. She had been lying for a month where she was, all hands discharged, and the whole ma ROUTE TO TEXAS. chine idle. We afterwards passed two or three others of a larger size, accidentally locked into the river by a fall of water. Our own craft, though drawing only fourteen inches, was within an ace of a similar predicament. After many times grounding, but always getting free after more or less delay, we were at length driven hard and fast by rapids upon a heap of rocks barely covered with water. CRUTCHES AND SHOALS. Then it was we learned the use of those singular spars which may always be seen standing on end against the forward deck, in any picture of a Western boat. They are, in fact, steamboat crutches. One of these, or the pair, if occasion require, is set upon the river-bottom, close to the boat's head, and a tackle led from its top to a ring in the deck. Then, by heaving on the windlass, the boat is lifted bodily off the ground. As soon as she swings free of bottom, steam is applied with fury, and forward she goes until the spar slips from its place, and lets her fall. Such was the amusement we had during the greater part of our Sunday on board. Finally, having secured, by going up and down the river, two wood-scows, and having got into them, lashed alongside, all our freight, having hobbled about here and there, looking for a wetter place, during many hours, we scratched over. The freight was soon restored, and the flat-boats sent adrift, to find their way home with the current, under the management, one, of an aged negro, the other of a boy and girl of tender years. We were amused to notice of how little account the boat was considered, in comparison with the value of time. Whenever any part of the hull was in the way of these spars, axes were 29 30 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. applied without a thought, other than that of leaving hull enough to keep afloat. In fact, costing little, these steamers are used with a perfect recklessness. If wrecked, why, they have long ago paid for themselves, and the machinery and furniture can almost always be saved. This apparatus of stilts is used upon the largest boats, and good stories are told of their persistence in lifting themselves about, and forcing a passage over gravel banks, whenever freights are higher than steamboats. The " first boat over" sometimes wins extravagant rewards. When sugar, for instance, goes up to $1 per pound in up-river towns, after a dry season, a few hogsheads will almost pay for a cheap steamboat. LIFE AND SCENERY ON THE CUMBERLAND. The Cumberland, flowing, after its head branches unite, through a comparatively level and limited district, though watering an immense region, is but a small and quiet stream. Its banks, so far as navigation extends, are low, though frequently bluffs of small height come jutting down to the river. Ordinarily, the trees of the rich bottom alone are to be seen overhanging the placid surface. For miles, almost for hours, there is not a break in the line of dripping branches. Monotony is immediate. But it is not without suffering this that a traveler can receive true and fixed impressions. You turn again and again fromn listlessly gazing at the perspective of bushes, to the listless conversation of the passengers, and turn back again. Making a landing, or stopping to wood-up, become excitements that make you spring from your berth or your book. Two sounds remain still very vividly in my ears in thinking of this sail-the unceasing "Choosh, choosh; choosh, choosh," of the steam, driven out into the air, after doing its work; and the" shove her up! shove her ROUTE TO TEXAS. up!" of the officer of the deck, urging the firemen to their work. The first of these sounds is of course constantly heard upon high-pressure boats, and is part and parcel of Western scenery. Of a calm day it rings for miles along, announcing the boat's approach. On board, the sound is not as annoying as might be expected. Carried high, in wide-mouthed pipes, it is partly dulled, and, once under way, is but a slow rhythmic accompaniment to the progress, which, in so monotoned a panorama, becomes not unpleasant. Turkeys, buzzards, and ducks make up the animated nature of the scenery. The ducks clatter along the surface, before the boat as it approaches, refusing to leave the river, and accumulating in number as they advance, until all take refuge in the first reedy shelter offered by a flat shore. The buzzards, hovering, keen-eyed, in air, swoop here and there towards whatever attracts their notice, or loiter idly and gracefully along, followving the boat's motion with scarce a play of the wing, as if disdaining its fussy speed. The turkeys sit stupidly in the trees, or fly in small or large flocks across the stream. We counted more than ninety in one frightened throng. One of them was brought down by a rifle-shot from the pilot-house, but fell into the woods. The boat stopped to pick him up, but the bank proving difficult, we went on with out so pleasant a supper dish. It is a matter of surprise to meet so few farms along the banks of such a stream. But it is the common surprise of the West. Everything almost, but land, is wanting everywhere. Except a small quantity of tobacco, hardly anything else than corn is here cultivated. The iron works along the river make a large market for bread-stuiffs, i. e., corn-bread stuffs. The farms 31 32 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. are carried on by slave labor on a moderate scale. The farmers, not working themselves, are generally addicted to sporting, and to all easy view of life. The spots chosen for cultivation, so far as can be seen from the river, are those where the land comes high to the bank, affording a convenient landing. A considerable item of revenue is the furnishing of wood to passing steamers-much black muscle paying thus its interest. The wood is piled in ranks along the bank, or sometimes a flat is loaded ready for steamers to take in tow, so that no time may be lost in waiting. We saw the usual picturesque evening wooding-up scenes to great advantage here. An iron grating, filled with blazing chips of rich pine, is set upon the boat's guard, or upon the bank. A red glare is thus thrown over the forest, the water, the boat, and the busy group of men, running, like bees, from shore to boat. A few minutes of mad labor suffice to cover the boat's spare deck-room-the torch is quenched, and, with a jerk of the bell, the steamer moves off into the darkness. IRON WORKS.-NEGRO WAGES AND LABOR. Near the course of the Cumberland are several furnaces and iron mines. Their supply of fuel is drawn from the river forests, and near them wood-land sells at $5 per acre. Improved land is roughly estimated at $20. Lime is found adjoining the ore. One of these establishments employs a capital of $700,000, and owns 700 negroes. In most of them the hands are hired. For common labor, negroes are almost exclusively used. "Because white men don't like the work, and won't do it unless they are compelled to. You can't depend on'em. You can't drive'em like you can a nigger." Foreign laborers are sometimes used; but, though they do very well at first, soon "get off the notion." ROUTE TO TEXAS. Wages, we were informed by a flat-boatman, were from forty cents to one dollar per day, with board. White men don't hiie by the year; too much like a nigger. The furnaces pay $200 a year wages, and, for hands at all skilled, $250. A gentleman on board, however, tells me he hires his boys in preference to farmers at $120 a year (clothed and M.D.'d), because it is safer. They are less subject to accidents; they do not work so fiercely and wear themselves out, and are less likely to fall into bad habits. The negroes themselves much prefer the furnaces, because, though the work is far more severe, " there is more life," and they can get money in plenty by overwork, as in the factories. The mate tells us that, for the same reason, negroes much prefer being hired to boats. They then get " Sunday money" for work on Sunday, and pick up little sums in various other ways, working on other boats, or helping, if firemen, the deck hands in port; doing extra work out of their watch; taking care of horses, luggage, etc. It is not unusual for the slave to buy his time of his owner at a fixed price, and to hire himself on the river. The money thus acquired they, of course, spend as pleases themselves. Much of it they drink. The black deck hands we have observed calling for drinks at the bar several times in an evening. " It's the kind of life niggers like," says the mate. " They'll have almost nothing to do maybe for a day or two, and then have to work like the devil, perhaps all night, if the boat gets aground or has a big lot of freight to come on at a landing. They just make a frolic of it. White men don't like to work so, but it just suits niggers. They go to singing, and work as if they were half crazy." Steamboat food also pleases them much better than their farm allowance. 2* 33 34 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. In the river villages are some tobacco factories, in which negroes are alone employed. In cotton factories only whites, because negroes cannot be trusted to take care of machinery, and negro women's capacity for labor in the field makes their wages higher than white women's. LIVE FREIGHT. One evening we were hailed in the darkness to come in and take some freight aboard. It proved to be a negro woman which her master wished to send to Nashville. Putting her on board, he demanded a bill of lading. The captain declined to sign it. "Then I can't send her." "Very well. I'll be dam'd if ever I sign a bill of lading for that sort of property. She might choose to jump overboard. Shove off. Go ahead." "What boat is that?" "The D. A. Tomkins." "Are you from Cincinnati?" "Yes, damn you." A friend told us of a singular scene of which he was once witness at Louisville. A large gang of negroes, in irons, had been brought on board a boat, bound down the river. The captain coming on board saw them, and was so seized with indignation that he swore he would never carry a slave on his boat, and ordered the whole gang, their master, and his baggage, to be hustled out upon the levee. It was no sooner said than done, to the great astonishment of the bystanders, who, however, were awed by his impetuous anger, and made no demonstration. As we lay quiet one evening in the fog, we heard and listened long Lo the happy wordless song of the negroes gathered at fire-light work, probably corn-husking, on some neighboring plantation. The sound had all the rich and mellow ring of pure physical contentment, and did one good to hear it. Like ROUTE TO TEXAS. the nigLtingale, the performers seemed to love their own song, and to wait for its far off echo. It was long before we discovered that this was artificial, and came in response from the next plantation. No doubt, had one the tender and ubiquitous ear of a fairy, he might hear, of a fine evening, this black melody, mingled with the whippoorwills' notes, all the way from Carolina to Kansas, resounding, as the moon went up, from river to river. NASHVILLE. It was with very great pleasure that we left the woods behind us, and emerged into the cultivated district surrounding Nashville. On a narrow boat, the berths and table must be correspondingly restricted, and four dlays of such confinement prove a great fatigue. After an amount of excited shrieking on the part of our steam-whistle, in quite inverse proportion to our real importance, we opened the town, and in a few minutes lay beneath its noble suspension bridge, resting our crazy head upon its levee. Two negroes with carriages had answered our tremendous calls, two with hand-barrows soon joined them, and we were very shortly in lodgings in the heart of the town. The approach by the river, at a low stage of water, is anything but striking. The streets are, as usual, regular-some of them broad-but the aspect of the place, as a whole, is quite iuninviting. The brick, made from adjacent clay, are of a sombre hue, and give, with many neglected frame houses, a dull character to a first impression; in fact, though there are some retired residences of taste in the town, there is little that calls out admiration from an Eastern man.* It is our misfortune that all the * The mansions of palatial magnitude and splendor, mentioned in Lippin:ott's late Gazetteer, we did not see. 35 36 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. towns of the Republic are alike, or differ in scarcely anything else than in natural position or wealth. Our federal union has been also architectural. Nashville has, however, one rare national ornament, a capitol, which is all it pretends to be or need to be. The whole city is on high ground; but thiis stands at its head, and has a noble prominence. It is built of smooth-cut blue limestone, both within and without, and no stucco, sham paint, nor even wood-work, is anywhere admitted. Ornamenting its chambers are columns of a very beautiful native porphyry, fine white grains in a chocolate ground. Better laws must surely come from so firm and fit a senate house. Like Lexington, Nashville stands in the centre of a rich district, for which it is a focus of trade and influence. Being also the state capital, and its chief town in point of size, it holds its most distinguished and cultivated society. In its vicinity are some large and well-administered estates, whose management puts to shame the average bungling agriculture of the state. The railroad to Chatanooga, connecting with the seaboard towns, was just completed at the time of our visit, and gave promise of renewing the vigorous youth and growth of the town. Perhaps the demands and condition of its society are best illustrated by one fact, which may be said to speak volumes-the city has a bookstore (MIr. Berry's), which is thought to contain a better collection of recent literature, on sale, than is to be found elsewhere in the United States. Certainly its shelves have the appearance of being more variously filled than any accessible to dollars and cents in New York, and furnished us everything we could ask at a moment's notice. The population of the town, in 1853, was estimated at 18,000. It is a speaking fact that a state so large should show a capital ROUTE TO TEXAS. so small. Nor, except Memphis, its port, which has 10,000, is there any other town worth mentioning in the state. Servile labor must be unskilled labor, and unskilled labor must be dispersed over land, and cannot support the concentrated life nor amass the capital of cities. RETURN TO THE OHIO. After a day or two of cordial personal intercourse, we left Nashville, by water, for New Orleans. Taking a light-draught passenger-steamer down the Cumberland, we met with no delay, other than that usual at the time of starting. The boat was advertised for ten o'clock. Wishing to make an excursion, we went on board at two, and stated our plans to the captain. He had no objection to our excursion, but his boat was going off instantly, and we must hurry our baggage on board if we wished to go in her. We did so, and then sat five hours in that dismalest of all delays, the waiting to be off. We passed Smithland the second morning, and shortly after reached Paducah, at the mouth of the Tennessee, a much jauntier place than its neighbor. By good luck, a first-class New Orleans steamer rounded to the wharf-boat just as we arrived, and with hardly a moment's delay we were installed in one of her capacious state-rooms. THE SULTANA. The Sultana was an immense vessel, drawing nine feet, and having an interminably long saloon. Loaded to the full, her guards, even at rest, were on the exact level of the water, and the least curve in her course, or movement of her living load, sent one of them entirely under. Like the greater number of Western boats I had the fortune to travel upon, some part of her machinery was 37 38 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. " out of order." In this case one of the wheels was injured and must be very gently used. Carrying the mails, and making many landings, this proved a serious detention, and we were more than six days in making the passage from Cairo to'New Orleans, which may be made in little over two. Little could be added, within the same space, to the steamboat comfort of the Sultana. Ample and well-ventilated state-rooms, trained and ready servants, a substantial as well as showy table; at the head of all, officers of dignity and civility. A pleasant relic of French river dominion is the furnishing of red and white wines for public use at dinner. A second table provides for the higher employ6s of the boat and for passengers who have found themselves de trop at the first. A third is set for white servants and children, and a fourth for blacks. Among the last, several ladies made their appearance, in whom, only when thus pointed out, could you observe any slight indication of colored ancestry. No wise man, therefore, should fall blind in love, on board these steamers, till this fourth table has been carefully examined. THE MISSISSIPPI. In a voyage so long you forget the attitude of expectation usual on a steamboat, and adapt your habits to the new kind of life. It is not, after all, very different from life at a wateringplace. Day after day you sit down to the same table with the same company, changing slightly its faces as guests come and go. You meet the same persons in your walks upon the galleries and in evening conversation. New acquaintances are picked up and welcomed to more or less of intimacy. Groups form common interests, and from groups cliques and social envies. The life, especially in the tame Mississippi scenery, is monot onous, but ROUTE TO TEXAS. Is barely long enough to get tedious, and the monotony is of a kind you are not sorry to experience once in a lifetime. With long sleeps, necessitated by nocturnal interruptions from landings and woodings, long meals, long up and down walks, and long conversations, duly interlarded with letters and books, time passes, and space. With the Southern passengers, books are a small resource, cards fill every vacuum. Several times we were expostulated with, and by several persons inquiries were made, with deep curiosity, as to how the deuce we possibly managed to pass our time, always refusing to join in a game of poker, which was the only comprehensible method of steaming along. The card parties, begun after tea, frequently broke up only at dawn of day, and loud and vehement disputes, as to this or that, occupied not only the players, but, per force, the adjacent sleepers. Much money was lost and won with more or less gaiety or bitterness, and whatever pigeons,'ere on board were duly plucked and left to shiver. Nothing can be less striking than vie river scenery after the first great impression of solemn magn('ude is dulled. Before and behind are eight or ten miles of seetk'ng turbid water; on each side is half a mile of the same, bounded by a sand or mud bank, overhung by the forest. The eye finls nowhere any salience. Steamers, fiats, rafts, wood-yards and villages (almost synonymous), now and then a little rise of land charted as a "bluff;" a large snag, a cut-off; where the river has charged through an opposing peninsula-such are the incidents that serve to mark the hours; in the days they are forgotten, and, as at sea, you mark only the weather and the progress. Moving constantly southward, you find each day pleasant tokens of a milder zone. First come the scathed leaves still 39 40 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. clinging to the cotton-woods. Then the green willows and poplars, and the cotton-wood unharmed. Then magnolias and cotton fields show themselves, and you dispense after dinner with your overcoat. Then Spanish moss-soon in such masses as to gray the forest green. Then cypress swamps, the live oak and the palmetto along the shore, preluding but little the roses, jessamines, and golden oranges, the waving brightness of the canefields, and the drifting clouds from the sugar works. Human life along the Mississippi is indescribably insignificant. To use a popular expression, it is "literally nowhere." The villages having large names upon the map are really but a shanty or two, and when found will hardly serve to make a note on. Even Chuzzlewit's descriptions might pass as not far from accurate. I had heard some ludicrous accounts of Cairo, for instance, at the mouth of the Ohio, but was fairly shocked with amusement to see it in all sober detail composed of item, one house, leaning every way, uncertain of the softest spot to fall; item, one shanty, labeled "Telegraph office;" item, four fiat-boats, high and dry, labeled "boarding," "milk," etc.; item, four ditto, afloat, labeled "Post-office," "milk," etc. Compared with such a town as this, our craft, with its vast population and regal splendor, should rank a great metropolis. Most of these places find it as necessary to show their name upon the spot as upon the map, and display large permanent signs toward the river, as ORATORIO LANDING. Sometimes other attractions are added in large letters, as NORTHERN TERMINUS, MOBILE, OHIO R. R.-5,000 MEN WANTED. And will be "wanted" a long time, I fear. The Mississippi valley, in fact, with all its 16,000 miles of uninterrupted steamboat ROUTE TO TEXAS. navigation, is a great wilderness of unexplored fertility, into which a few men have crept like ants into a pantry. We give it a vast importance in our thoughts, but it is an entirely prospective one. Has the reader ever thought to compare, for example, the twelve or fourteen hundred miles of river between St. Louis or Louisville and New Orleans with the one hundred and fifty that flow between Troy and Albany and New York? If not, a little footing up of figures from the last census will surprise him: Po.Pp Louisville........... 43.194 St. Louis ----------— 77.86( Memphis............ 8.841 Vicksburg........... 3.678 Natches............ 4,434 Baton Rouge........ 5,347 Albany and Troy ---- Poughkeepsie........ Hudson....-.... —-- Catskill............. Newburg............ Hudson River Towns. Add New York...... Total about. —-- Mississipppi Towns: With St. Louis.... With Louisville.... Add New Orleans. — Distance....... Total about.... Distance........ The Western region, including these as its principal towns, sends sixteen senators to Congress. The Easterni towns together send not one; form, that is, less than half the population of one state. Is not the noise made within the Republic also in inverse proportion? Who would not rather own his ten acres on the Hudson than the two hundred or five hundred considered of equal value on the Mississippi? We had few opportunities of going on shore at our many landings. Carrying a large supply of coal out of the Ohio, it 41 Pop. . Pop. 78,548 13,944 6,286 5,454 11,415 115,647 750,000 860,000 150 miles 100.160 85.494 120.000 220-000 1,400 m's 42 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. was only on the last day or two that we made long stops for wood. Twice we stopped at cotton plantations. On both, the hands were at work picking. One, in Mississippi, where we had time to visit the negro quarters, we found to be an outlying plantation without a residence. There were a dozen or twenty cheap white-washed board cottages, in a long straight row, without windows, raised three feet from the ground upon log stilts. Each served for two families, having a common central chimney and one entrance. At the door of some were bits of log as a step, at many nothing at all. In the centre, the overseer's cottage, larger than the rest, and planted in a garden. About the others all was bare or dirty uninclosed space. In one of the cottages was an old woman cooking the dinner of mush and bacon. She directed us to the field, where we found all the women at work, picking. The men were getting wood from the swamp. The picking went on with a rapid and sullen motion, one gang carrying the cotton to the gin-house in huge baskets. All wore tight Scotch bonnets. The cotton plants,'seven feet high, stood eighteen inches apart in rows six feet apart. Near Fort Adams we noticed tomato and melon vines still untouched by frost. And there we heard with reluctant ears that yellow fever was lingering, and that the proprietor of an adjoining plantation had died the night before. The number of victims in New Orleans had been terrible during the summer, and though the city was now reported safe, it was not without a sense of relief that we shivered in our berths through the night before our arrival, and saw, at daylight, by the ice on our decks, that the frost long prayed fbr had come with us, as we swept to the centre of the thronged crescent that had been for days our half-dreaded goal. c~~~~~ Ki B F, iX A .a' ~,'g2'F.....~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~'di' a',",i? 'm'-,_ -''?D~ j to ~ ~~ OI ~I ( arL ~~ OFPART()y7~ sTATAN ..'*"'*' 2 4' ~ ~~2 3 2 2 i n' i 2 E 1 0 31 . -1 I I i I I CHAP. II. ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. ROUTES INTO TEXAS. TEXAS has but two avenues of approach-the Gulf and Red River. Travelers for the Gulf counties and the West enter by the sea, for all other parts of Texas, by the river. The roads leading into the state throtugh Louisiana, south of Natchitoches, are scarcely used, except by residents along them and herdsmen bringing cattle to the New Orleans market. The ferries across the numerous rivers and bayous are so costly and ill tended, the roads so wet and bad, and the distance from steam-conveyance to any vigorous part of the state so very great, that the current is entirely diverted from this region. The travel by Red River has three centres, Natchitoches, Shrieveport, and Fulton. Immigrants enter now chiefly by the two last. To Shrieveport come the wagons from Alabama and Mississippi, to Fulton those from Arkansas and Tennessee. The Gulf steamers touch at but two ports, Galveston and Indianola; and as cotton and all produce, on its way out to the world, must pass through the same points, these five places may be strictly called the five gates of Texas. For our purposes Natchitoches was deemed the best rendez vous, and there, on the 15th December, we were to join our friend B., a volunteer companion. 44 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. ALEXANDRIA.-RED RIVER. Leaving New Orleans by steamboat at dusk, we entered Red River at dinner-time next day, and the second morning reached Alexandria. At low water there are here falls, which prevent further navigation. For the transfer of our passengers and freight we were detained all day, with the usual lies about time. The village is every bit a Southern one-all the houses being one story in height, and having an open verandah before them, like the English towns in the West Indies. It contains, usually, about 1,000 inhabitants, but this summer had been entirely depopulated by the yellow fever. Of 300 who remained, 120, we were told, died. Most of the runaway citizens had returned, when we passed, though the last case of fever was still in uncertain progress. Passing the rapids on our way to the boat above, we saw the explosion of the first of M. Maillefert's rock blasts under water. His undertaking, since, if I am not misinformed, successfully carried out, was to open a navigable passage through the rocks that form the rapids. The jet of water shot suddenly high in air was very beautiful. The boat above, when reached, we found the most diminutive specimen we had met with. In her saloon were but twelve berths, and, as there were some forty or fifty of us, it may be imagined we spent an unenviable night. The table was most barbarous in quality and even totally insufficient in quantity. We were right glad, the following afternoon, to make our escape at Grand Ecore, a village of eight or ten houses upon the bluff where the river divides, and, at this stage of water, the port of Natchitoches. The old channel was now quite dry. Three or four miles' drive along it was necessary to take us to the town. ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. OUR MOUNT. We spent several days in Natchitoches purchasing horses and completing the preparations for our vagrant life in Texas. Finding little that was eligible in the horse-market, and hoping to do better further on, B. left us for San Augustine, by public conveyance, with our combined plunder. After patient trials we contented ourselves with two animals, that proved a capital choice. I beg to make the reader acquainted. "MR. BROWN," our mule; a stout, dun-colored, short-legged, cheerful son of a donkey, but himself very much of a gentleman. We could not have done better. Having decided that a pack mule would be the most free and easy way of carrying our impediments, we selected "Mr. B." from a Missouri drove passing through the town, and appointed him to that office. Receiving his first ration simultaneously with the notice of his appointment, he manifested much satisfaction, and from first to last, until his honorable discharge, we had mutually no serious occasion for any other feeling. He was endowed with the hereditary bigotry of his race, but while in our service was always, if not by hook then by crook, amenable to reason. When gentle persuasives failed, those of a higher potency were exhibited, and always with effect. Though subjected sometimes to real neglect, and sometimes even to contemptuous expressions (for which, I trust, this, should it meet his eye, may be considered a cordial apology), he was never heard to give utterance to a complaint or vent to an oath. He traveled with us some two thousand rough miles, kept well up, in spite of the brevity of his legs, with the rest, never winced at any load we had the heart to put upon him, came in fresh and active at the end, and, finally, sold for as much as we gave for him. A saddle, saddle-bags, and the 45 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. doctor, were temporarily put upon his back until the pack was overtaken. F. chose a sturdy but gay little roan "creole pony," who also proved to have all the virtues of his class. These ponies are a tough, active race, descended and deteriorated from good Spanisla and Norman blood, running at large almost wild upon the prairies of Southwestern Louisiana. Our little individual had been the property of a physician now dead of fever, and we found him an animal of excellent temper and endurance, full of boyish life and eagerness, warm in his friendships with man and beast, intelligent, playful, and courageous. Once on friendly terms with such a comrade, he is like an old family negro, you are loth and half-ashamed to offer him for sale at last, and little "Nack," as he was called, endeared himself to all of us to that degree, that tears stood in our eyes, as well as his, when we were forced to part. A RED RIVER PLANTATION. Thus mounted, we made one mild day of our stay at Natchitoches, an experimental trip of some ten or fifteen miles out and back, at the invitation of a hospitable planter, whose acquaintance we had made at the hotel. We started in good season, but we-ee not long in losing our way and getting upon obscure roads throug,h the woods. The planter's residence we did not find, but ouir day's experience is worth a note. Ae rode on from ten o'clock till three, without seeing a house, except a deserted cabin, or meeting a human being. We then came upon a ferry across a small stream or " bayou," near which was a collection of cabins. We asked the old negro who tended the ferry if we could get something to eat anywhere in 46 ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. the neighborhood. He replied that his master sometimes took in travelers, and we had better call and try if the mistress wouldn't let us have some dinner. The house was a small square log cabin, with a broad open shed or piazza in front, and a chimney, made of sticks and mud, leaning against one end. A smaller detached cabin, twenty feet in the rear, was used for a kitchen. A cistern under a roof, and collecting water from three roofs, stood between. The water from the bayou was not fit to drink, nor is the water of the Red River, or of any springs in this region. The people depend entirely on cisterns for drinking water. It's very little white folks need, however-milk, claret, and whisky being the more common beverages. About the house was a large yard, in which were two or three China trees, and two splendid evergreen Cherokee roses; half a dozen hounds; several negro babies; turkeys and chickens, and a pet sow, teaching a fine litter of pigs how to root and wallow. Three hundred yards from the house was a gin-house and stable, and in the interval between were two rows of comfortable negro cabins. Between the house and the cabins was a large post, on which was a bell to call the negroes. A rack for fastening horses stood near it. On the bell-post and on each of the rackposts were nailed the antlers of a buck, as well as on a large oaktree near by. On the logs of the kitchen a fresh deer-skin was drying. On the railing of the piazza lay a Mexican saddle with immense wooden stirrups. The house had but one door and no window, nor was there a pane of glass on the plantation. Entering the house, we found it to contain but a single room, about twenty feet by sixteen. Of this space one quarter was occupied by a bed-a great four-poster, with the curtains open, 47 4S A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. made up in the French style, with a strong furniture-calico daycoverlid. A smaller camp bed stood beside it. These two articles of furniture nearly filled the house on one side the door. At the other end was a great log fire-place, with a fine fire. The outer door was left constantly open to admit the light. On one side the fire, next the door, was a table; a kind of dresser, with crockery, and a bureau stood on the other side, and there were two deer-skin seated chairs and one (Connecticut made) rockingchair. A bold-faced, but otherwise good enough-looking woman, of a youngish middle-age, was ironing a shirt on the table. We stated our circumstances, and asked if we could get some dinner from her. She reckoned we could, she said, if we'd wait till she was done ironing. So we waited, taking seats by the fire, and examining the literature and knick-knacks on the mantel-piece. These consisted of three Natchitoches Chronicles, a Patent Office Agricultural Report, Christie's Galvanic Almanac, a Bible, T/ze Pirate of the Gulf, a powder-horn, the sheath of a bowie-knife, a whiplash, and a tobacco-pipe. Three of the hounds, a negro child, and a white child, had followed us to the door of the cabin, three chickens had entered before us, a cat and kittens were asleep in the corner of the fireplace. By the time we had finished reading the queer advertisements in French of runaway negroes in the Chronicle, two of the hounds and the black child had retired, and a tan-colored hound, very lean, and badly crippled in one leg, had entered and stood asking permission with his tail to come to the fire-place. The white child, a frowzy girl of ten, came towards us. I turned and asked her name. She knitted her brows, but made no verbal reply. I turned my chair towards her, and asked her ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. 49 to come to me. She hung her head for an instant, then turned, ran to the hound and struck him a hard blow in the chops. The hound quailed. She struck him again, and he turned half around, then she began with her feet, and kicked him out, taking herself after him. At length the woman finished her ironing, and went to the kitchen, whence quickly returning, she placed upon the table a plate of cold, salt, fat pork; a cup of what to both eye and tongue seemed lard, but which she termed butter; a plate of very stale, dry, flaky, micaceous corn-bread; a jug of molasses, and a pitcher of milk. " Well, now it's ready, if you'll eat it," she said, turning to us. "Best we've got. Sit up. Take some butter;" and she sat down in the rocker at one end of the table. We took seats at the other end. "Jupiter! what's the matter with this child?" A little white child that had crawled up into the gallery, and now to my side -flushed face, and wheezing like a high-pressure steamboat. " Got the croup, I reckon," answered the woman. "Take some'lasses." The child crawled into the room. With the aid of a hand it stood up and walked round to its mother. How long has it been going on that way?" asked we. "Well, it's been going on some days, now, and keeps getting worse.'Twas right bad last night, in the night. I reckoned I should lose it, one spell." We were quite faint with hunger when we rode up, but didn't eat much of the corn-cake and pork. The woman and the highpressure child sat still and watched us, and we sat still and did our best, making much of the milk. 3 50 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. "Have you had a physician to see that child?" asked the doctor, drawing back his chair. She had not. "Will you come to me, my dear?" The child came to him, he felt its pulse and patted its hot forehead, looked down its throat, and leaned his ear on its chest. "Are you a doctor, sir?" "Yes, madam." "Got some fever, hasn't it?" "Yes." Not near so much as't had last night." "Have you done anything for it?" "Well, there was a gentleman here; he told me sweet ile and sugar would be good for it, and I gave it a good deal of that: made it sick, it did. I thought, perhaps, that would do it good." "Yes. You have had something like this in your family before, haven't you? You don't seem much alarmed." "Oh yes, sir; that ar one (pointing to the frowzy girl, whose name was Angelina) had it two or three times-onst most as bad as this. All my children have had it. Is she bad, doctor?" "Yes. I should say this was a very serious thing." Have you any medicine in the house?" he asked, after the woman had returned from a journey to the kitchen. She opened a drawer of the bureau, half full of patent medicines and some common drugs. " There's a whole heap o' truck in thar. I don't know what it all is. Whatever you want, just help yourself. I can't read writin; you must pick it out." Such as were available were taken out and given to the mother, with directions about administering them, which she promised to obey. " But the first and most important thing for you to do is ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. 51 to shut the door and make up the fire, and put the child to bed and try to keep this wind off her." Lord! sir, you can't keep her in bed-she's too wild." Well, you must put some more clothes on her. Wrap her up, and try to keep her warm. The very best thing you can do for her is to give her a warm bath. Have you not got a washing tub?" " Oh! yes, sir, I can do that. She'll go to bed pretty early -she's used to going between sundown and dark." "Well, give her the warm bath, then, and if she get worse send for a physician immediately. You must be very careful of her, madam." We walked to the stable, and as the horses had not finished eating their corn, I lounged about the quarters, and talked with the negro. There was not a single soul in the quarters or in sight of the house except ourselves, the woman and her children, and the old negro. The negro women must have taken their sucklings with them, if they had any, to the field where they were at work. The old man said they had "ten or eleven field hands, such as they was," and his master would sell sixty to seventy bags of cotton: besides which they made all the corn and pork they wanted, and something over, and raised some cattle. Sixty bales of cotton would be worth three thousand dollars. Last year, the negro said, their crop was larger still. The expenses of the family (not very heavy, if our dinner was an indication) and of the negroes would probably be defrayed by the swine and corn crop, and the profits should have been, in two years, full six thousand dollars. What do people living in this style do with so much money? They buy more negroes and enlarge their plantations. 52 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. But it must be remembered that they were having the first use of a very fine alluvial soil, and were subject to floods and fevers. The yellow fever or cholera another year might kill half their negroes, or a flood of the Red River (such as occurred August, 1849, and October, 1851) destroy their whole crop, and so use up several years' profits. A slate hung in the piazza, with the names of all the cottonpickers, and the quantity picked the last picking day by each, thus: Gorge, 152; David, 130; Polly, 98; Hanna, 96; Little Gorge, 52, etc. The whole number of hands mentioned on the slate was fourteen. Probably there were over twenty slaves, big and little, on the plantation. When our horses were ready, we paid the negro for taking care of them, and I went in and asked the woman what I might pay her for what we had eaten. "What!" she asked, looking in my face as if angry. I feared she was offended by my offering money for her hospitality, and put the question again as delicately as I could. She continued her sullen gaze at me for a moment, and then answered as if the words had been bullied out of her by a Tombs lawyer, "Dollar, I reckon." "What!" thought I, but handed her the silver. Riding out at the bars let down for us by the old negro, we wondered if the child would be living twenty-four hours later, and if it survived, what its moral chances were. Poor, we thought. Five miles from a neighbor; ten, probably, from a Louisiana* school; hound-pups and negroes for playmates. The State Superintendent lately recommended that two out of three of the Directors of Common Schools in Louisiana should be required to know how ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. 53 We found our way back to the town only late in the evening. We had ridden most of the day over heavily-timbered, nearly flat, rich bottom land. It is of very great fertility; but, being subject to overflow, is not very attractive in spite of its proximity to a market. THE ROAD BEFORE US. Natchitoches was the terminus of the old Spanish trail from Monterey, Chihuahua, and Sante Fe6, by San Antonio, to the States, and, as such, had a considerable military and commercial importance. This trail we were to follow, with slight deviations to the Rio Grande. We set out with some difficulty, amusing rather to by-standers than to ourselves, owing to the numerous holds upon civilization we were reluctant to let go. Having bequeathed to the servants everything we thought we could spare to lighten our load, our saddles were still so encumbered that we could scarcely find room for the most important articles, viz., ourselves. Besides the bursting saddle-bags, both pommel and cantle, rising high in Mexican fashion, were hung with blankets, overcoats, ammunition-pouches, lunch-bags, et cetera. Once astride in all this lumber it was no small game that was inducement to dismount, and as to a free trot or a canter, with loose guns hammering our thighs, and everything else our knees and the horses flanks, it was not to be thought of except in dire extremity. However, a few days' experience made all right, and by means of a leather holder, attaching the gun closely to the pommel, and by tight packing and buckling generally, we shortly found ourselves very to read and write; and mentioned that in one parish, instead of the signature, the mark of twelve different directors was affixed to a teacher's certificate. 54 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. good Texans in the matter of equestrianism, and had the full freedom of the road and the prairie. But steady horseback travel can by no means be prosecuted in the rapid and lively style of a morning ride. Consideration for your horse as well as for yourself soon reduces it to a jogging caravan life, which, unless in capital company or stimulating scenery, gets, like other uniform modes of travel, laborious and dull. A word as to the saddles for such a trip. They should be chosen to fit the horse rather than the rider, consequently should be bought after the horse, and of course in Texas. We had had varying advice about taking English or Mexican saddles, but the Texan, a cross of the two, is far the best for the purpose. As used in Texas, it is frequently an open tree, with no covering whatever, two wooden pads lying fiat upon the muscles of the back, and fitting them as closely as possible, joined by an upright back and high pommel, leaving an open space of free air over the spine. A blanket, smoothly folded, is always placed under it in lieu of pad, which serves in camp for a manger, when corn is to be had, and for a wrap at night. Before and behind are long deer-skin thongs, far better than straps and buckles. An extra blanket hangs by these, swinging loose like a saddle-cloth. With a well-fitting saddle of this kind, galls can almost always be escaped, especially if pains be taken to uncover, wash, and rub dry the heated back at every opportunity. It was with great satisfaction that we found ourselves of a crisp December morning fairly en route, with all preliminaries, from steamboats to buckles, at last, accomplished. Five minutes' ride took us deep into the pines. Natchitoches, and with it all the tumult and bother of social civilization, had disappeared. Under the pines and beyond them was a new, calm, $ ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. free life, upon which we entered with a glow of enthusiasm, which, however, hardly sufficed to light up a whole day of pine shadow, and many times afterwards glimmered very dull ovei days on days of cold corn-bread and cheerless winter prairies. PINEY WOOD TRAVEL. For two days, as far as the boundary of Texas, we rode through these pines over a sandy surface, having little rise and fall, watered here and there by small creeks and ponds, within reach of whose overflow, present or past, stand deciduous trees, such as, principally, oaks and cotton-woods, in a firmer and richer soil. Wherever the road crosses or approaches these spots, there is or has been usually a plantation. The road could hardly be called a road. It was only a way where people had passed along before. Each man had taken such a path as suited him, turning aside to avoid, on high ground, the sand, on low ground, the mud. We chose, generally, the untrodden elastic pavement of pine leaves, at a little distance from the main track. EMIGRANT TRAINS. We overtook, several times in the course of each day, the slow emigrant trains, for which this road, though less frequented than years ago, is still a chief thoroughfare. Inexorable destiny it seems that drags or drives on, always Westward, these toil worn people. Several families were frequently moving together, coming from the same district, or chance met and joined, for company, on the long road from Alabama, Georgia, or the Caro.linas. Before you come upon them you hear, ringing through the woods, the fierce cries and blows with which they urge on their jaded cattle. Then the stragglers appear, lean dogs or 55 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. fainting negroes, ragged and spiritless. An old granny, hauling on, by the hand, a weak boy-too old to ride and too young to keep up. An old man, heavily loaded, with a rifle. Then the white covers of the wagons, jerking up and down as they mount over a root or plunge into a rut, disappearing, one after another, where the road descends. Then the active and cheery prime negroes, not yet exhausted, with a joke and a suggestion about tobacco. Then the black pickininnies, staring, in a confused heap, out at the back of the wagon, more and more of their eyes to be made out among the table legs and bedding as you get near; behind them, further in, the old people and young mothers, whose turn it is to ride. As you get by, the white mother and babies, and the tall, frequently ill-humored master, on horseback, or walking with his gun, urging up the black driver and his oxen. As a scout ahead is a brother, or an intelligent slave, with the best gun, on the look-out for a deer or a turkey. We passed in the day perhaps one hundred persons attached to these trains, probably an unusual number; but the immigration this year had been retarded and condensed by the fear of yellow fever, the last case of which, at Natchitoches, had indeed begun only the night before our arrival. Our chances of danger were considered small, however, as the hard frosts had already come. One of these trains was made up of three large wagons, loaded with furniture, babies, and invalids, two or three light wagons, and a gang of twenty able field hands. They travel ten or fifteen miles a day, stopping wherever night overtakes them. The masters are plainly dressed, often in home-spun, keeping their eyes about them, noticing the soil, sometimes making a remark on the crcps by. the roadside; but, generally, dogged, surly, and silent. The women are silent, too, frequently walking, to relieve the teams, 56 ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. 57 and weary, haggard, mud be-draggled, forlorn, and disconsolate, yet hopeful and careful. The negroes, mud-incrusted, wrapped in old blankets or gunny-bags, suffering from cold, plod on, aimless, hopeless, thoughtless, more indifferent than the oxen to all about them. A YELLOW GENTLEMAN. At noon, when we had stopped in the woods for a lunch, at a roadside fire, left well piled for the next comer, as is the pleasant custom, by some one in advance, a handsome mulatto young man rode up, and bowing, joined us at this open hearth. He proved a pleasant fellow, genial and quite intelligent. He accepted a share of our eatables, and told us he had been sent back to look for a lost dog. "His master, and a little boy, and two nigger women, and another yellow fellow, were on ahead." When we had finished, he said-" Perhaps youm (you and he)'11 wait a spell longer." " Yes." "Well, then, I'll go along, my master'11 be looking for me," and he rode off, lifting his hat like a Parisian. ROAD TALK. Stopping at a cabin for a few minutes, I was left alone. As I rode out a man on the road joined me, with "How d'ye do?" "Good morning." "Going into Texas?' "Yes. To Austin." "Yes. Come from Alabama?" "No: from New York." " Come through Nakitosh?" 3. 58 A 3JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. Yes." Get that horse in Natchitoches?" "Yes." "What did ye have to give for him?" "Sixty dollars." "What do ye reckon I had to give for this one?" "I haven't the least idea. How far is it to Fort Jesup?" "You going to Fort Jesup to-night?" "I expect to." "You'll havo to ride a dam smart hickory." "How far is it?" "Fourteen miles, and long ones. That's a smart little horse. Mine can't trot so fast." "I see he can't." (He was on a canter.) "But I am a little in haste." "I got a right smart saddle and bridle'long o' this one. What do ye think I gin for him?" "I can't imagine." "Well, I gin $20, saddle and bridle, too, less'n two months ago." "What's the matter with him?" "Damnation laziness, that's what's the matter with him. Can't make him go, only by spurring him all the time. Can't make him trot by no matter of whippin'; you take his skin off he won't trot. Do you ever drink anything?" "Not very often." "Will you drink now?" "No, I thank you." "What kind of a piece is that in that case?" "A short rifle." ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. "Will she shoot good?" " Yes." " Well, you're too much for me." "What?" "You're too much for me, you are. I can't keep along with you no further. Good-by." After a while we came up with our noon friend, the yellow boy. "Well, you've overtook me again," said he. "Do you ever drink? Take some whisky," offering the jug. LAND LOCATING. His master, riding near, was from Mississippi, going to "locate land" in Texas, and had no particular point in view. Most emigrants make a first excursion alone, to look at the country, and having selected a spot to suit them return and bring out their families the following season. The country is so little settled, that it is not difficult to find land in desirable neighborhoods, the title to which is still vested in the state, and immigrants usually purchase "land warrants," or "head rights," giving a title to a certain number of acres of the public domain, and choose, i.e., "locate," the particular spot for themselves. COTTON HAULING. We met, in course of the day, numerous cotton wagons, two or three sometimes together, drawn by three or four pair of mules or oxen, going slowly on toward Natchitoches or Grand Ecore, each managed by its negro driver. The load is commonly five bales (of 400 pounds each), and the cotton comes in this tedious way, over execrable roads, distances of 100 and even 150 miles. It is usually hauled from the eastern tier of Texan counties to 59 60 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. the Sabine; but this year there had been no rise of water in the rivers, and from all this region it must be carried to Red River. The distance from the Sabine is here about fifty miles, and the cost of this transportation about one cent a pound; the freight from Grand Ecore to New Orleans from one to one and a quarter cents. If hauled 150 miles in this way, as we were told, the profit remaining, after paying the charges of transportation and commission, all amounting to about five cents, must be exceedingly small in ordinary years. At night we met three or four of these teams half-mired in a swamp, distant some quarter of a mile one from another, and cheering themselves in the dark with prolonged and musical "yohoi's," sent ringing through the woods. We got through this with considerable perplexity ourselves, and were very glad to see the light of the cabin where we had been recommended to stop. THE ENTERTAINMENT FOR MAN AND BEAST. This was "Mrs. Stokers'," about half way to the Sabine. We were received cordially, every house here expecting to do innduty, but were allowed to strip and take care of our own horses, the people by no means expecting to do landlord's duty, but taking guests on sufferance. The house was a double log cabintwo log erections, that is, joined by one long roof, leaving an open space between. A gallery, extending across the whole front, serves for a pleasant sitting-room in summer, and for a toiletroom at all seasons. A bright fire was very welcome. Supper, consisting of pork, fresh and salt, cold corn-bread, and boiled sweet potatoes, was served in a little lean-to behind the house. After disposing of this we were shown to our room, the other cabin, where we whiled away our evening, studying, by the light ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. of the great fire, a book of bear stories, and conversing with the young man of the family, and a third guest. The room was open to the rafters, and had been built up only as high as the top of the door upon the gallery side, leaving a huge open triangle to the roof, through which the wind rushed at us with a fierce swoop, both while we were sitting at the fire and after we retreated to bed. Owing to this we slept little, and having had a salt supper, lay very thirsty upon the deep feather bed. About four o'clock an old negro came in to light the fire. Asking him for water, we heard him breaking the ice for it outside. When we washed in the piazza the water was thick with frost, crusty, and half inclined not to be used as a fluid at all. After a breakfast, similar in all respects to the supper, we saddled and rode on again. The horses had had a dozen ears of corn, night and morning, with an allowance of fodder (maize leaves). For this the charge was $1 25 each person. This is a fair sample of roadside stopping-places in Western Louisiana and Texas. The meals are absolutely invariable, save that fresh pork and sweet potatoes are frequently wanting. There is always, too, the black decoction of the South called coffee, than which it is often difficult to imagine any beverage more revolting. The bread is made of corn-meal, stirred with water and salt, and baked in a kettle covered with coals. The corn for breakfast is frequently unhusked at sunrise. A negro, whose business it is, shells and grinds it in a hand-mill for the cook. Should there be any of the loaf left after breakfast, it is given to the traveler, if he wish, with a bit of pork, for a noon-" snack," with no firther charge. He is consc!ous, though, in that case, that he is robbing the hounds, always eagerly waiting, and should none remain, none can be had without a new resort to the crib. Wheat 61 62 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. biead, if I am not mistaken, we met with but twice, out of Austin, in our whole journey across the state. WORN-OUT LAND. The country was very similar to that passed over the day before, with perhaps rather more of the cultivable loam. A good part of the land had, at some time, been cleared, but much was already turned over to the "old-field pines," some of them even fifteen years or more. In fact, a larger area had been abandoned, we thought, than remained under cultivation. With the land many cabins have, of course, also been deserted, giving the road a desolate air. If you ask, where are the people that once occupied these, the universal reply is, "gone to Texas." THE PEOPLE. The plantations occur, perhaps, at an average distance of three or four miles. Most of the remaining inhabitants live chiefly, to appearances, by fleecing emigrants. Every shanty sells spirits and takes in travelers. Every plantation has its sign, offering provender for sale, generally curiously worded or spelled, as "Corn Heare." We passed through but one village, which consisted of six dwellings. The families obtained their livelihood by the following occupations: one by shoeing the horses of emigrants; one by repairing the wheels of their wagons; one by selling them groceries. The smallest cabin contained a physician. It was not larger than a good-sized medicine chest, but had the biggest sign. The others advertised "corn and fodder." The prices charged for any article sold or service performed were enormous; filll one hundred per cent. over those of New Orleans. We took our pork and corn-bread, at noon, in the house of an ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. old gentleman of a pious fox-hunting turn. He was so old a settler, he said, as to have moved out of Texas at the time it was ceded to Spain, and he was still sore on the point, as if he had been swindled by some party in the transaction. His table was richly supplied with Methodist publications, and he gave us a very pressing invitation to stop and have a hunt. In course of the day we passed a small sugar apparatus-a battery of four kettles. We were told that it was not uncommon for plantations about here to grow enough sugar for home-use. SPANISH REMAINS. We met Spaniards once or twice on the road, and the population of this district is thought to be one half of Spanish origin. They have no houses on the road, however, but live in little hamlets in the forest, or in cabins contiguous to each other, about a pond. They make no progress in acquiring capital of their own, but engage in hunting and fishing, or in herding cattle for larger proprietors of the land. For this business they seem to have an hereditary adaptation, far excelling negroes of equal experience. THE PROGRESS OF DILAPIDATION. The number of cattle raised here is now comparatively small, most of the old herd proprietors having moved on to pastures new in Western Texas. The cane, which is a natural growth of most good soils at the South, is killed if closely fed upon. The bluejoint grass (not the blue-grass of Kentucky) takes its place, and is also indigenous upon a poorer class of soils in this region. This is also good food for cattle, but is killed in turn if closely pastured. The ground then becomes bare or covereds with 63 64 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. shrubs, and the "range" is destroyed. The better class of soils here bear tolerable crops of cotton, but are by no means of value equal to the Red River bottoms or the new soils of any part of Texas. The country is, therefore, here in similar condition to that of the Eastern Slave States. The improvements which the inhabitants have succeeded in making in the way of clearing the forest, fencing and tilling the land, building dwellings, barns, and machinery, making roads and bridges, and introducing the institutions of civilization, not compensating in value the deterioration in the productiveness of the soil. The exhausted land reverts to wilderness. OUR OLD FRONTIER. Shortly after noon rain began to fall from the chilly clouds that had been threatening us, and sleet and snow were soon driving in our faces. Our animals were disposed to flinch, but we were disposed to sleep in Texas, and pushed on across the Sabine. We found use for all our wraps, and when we reached the ferry-house our Mackintoshes were like a coat of mail with the stiff ice, and trees and fields were covered. In the broad river bottom we noticed many aquatic birds, and the browsing line under the dense mass of trees was almost as clean cut as that of Bushy Park. The river, at its low stage, was only three or four rods across. The old negro who ferried us over, told us he had taken many a man to the other side, before annexation, who had ridden his horse hard to get beyond the jurisdiction of the states. THE FIRST HOUSE IN TEXAS. If we were unfortunate in this stormy entrance into Texas, we ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. were very fortunate in the good quarters we lighted upon. The ferry has long been known as Gaines's ferry, but is now the property of Mr. Strather, an adjacent planter, originally from Mississippi, but a settler of long standing. His log-house had two stories, and being the first we had met having glass windows, and the second, I think, with any windows at all, takes high rank for comfort on the road. At supper we had capital mallard-ducks from the river, as well as the usual Texan diet. We were detained by the severity of the weather during the following day, and were well entertained with huntsman's stories of snakes, game, and crack shots. Mr. S. himself is the best shot in the county. A rival, who had once a match against him for two thousand dollars, called the day before the trial, and paid five hundred dollars to withdraw. He brought out his rifle for us, and placed a bullet, at one hundred and twenty yards, plump in the spot agreed upon. His piece is an old Kentucky rifle, weighing fourteen pounds, barrel forty-four inches in length, and throwing a ball weighing forty-four to the pound. A guest, who came in, helped us to pass the day by exciting our anticipations of the West, and by his free and good advice. He confirmed stories we had heard of the danger to slavery in the West by the fraternizing of the blacks with the Mexicans. They helped them in all their bad habits, mnarried them, stole a living from them, and ran them off every day to Mexico. This man had driven stages or herded cattle in every state of the Union, and had a notion that he liked the people and the state of Alabama better than any other. A man would get on faster, he thought, in Iowa, than anywhere else. He had been stagedriver in Illinois during the cold winter of 1851-2, and had driven a whole day when the mercury was at its furthest below 6,5 66 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. zero, but had never suffered so much from cold as on his present trip, during a norther on a Western prairie. He was now returning from Alexandria, where he had taken a small drove of horses. He cautioned us, in traveling, always to see our horses fed with our own eyes, and to hang around them till they had made sure of a tolerable allowance, and never to leave anything portable within sight of a negro. A stray blanket was a sure loss. Mr. S. has two plantations, both on upland, but one under the care of an overseer, some miles from the river. The soil he considers excellent. He averaged, last year, seven and a half bales to the hand; this year, four and a half bales. The usual crop of corn here is thirty bushels (shelled) to the acre. Hearing him curse the neighboring poor people for stealing hogs, we inquired if thieves were as troublesome here as in the older countries. " If there ever were any hog-thieves anywhere," said he, "it's here." In fact, no slave country, new or old, is free from this exasperating pest of poor whites. In his neighborhood were several who ostensibly had a little patch of land to attend to, but who really, he said, derived their whole lazy subsistence from their richer neighbors' hog droves. SLAVE LIFE. The negro-quarters here, scattered irregularly about the house, were of the worst description, though as good as local custom requires. They are but a rough inclosure of logs, ten feet square, without windows, covered by slabs of hewn wood four feet long. The great chinks are stopped with whatever has come to hand-a wad of cotton here, and a corn-shuck there. The suffering from cold within them in such weather as we ex ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. 67 perienced, must be great. The day before, we had seen a young black girl, of twelve or fourteen years, sitting on a pile of logs before a house we passed, in a driving sleet, having for her only garment a short chemise. It is impossible to say whether such shiftlessness was the fault of the master or of the girl. Probably of both, and a part of the peculiar southern and southwestern system of " get along," till it comes better weather. THE RED LAND DISTRICT. The storm continuing a third day, we rode through it twentyfive miles further to San Augustine. For some distance the country remains as in Louisiana. Then the pines gradually disappear, and a heavy clay soil, stained by an oxide of iron to a uniform brick red, begins. It makes most disagreeable roads, sticking close, and giving an indelible stain to every article that touches it. This tract is known as the Red Lands of Eastern Texas. On a plantation not far from the river, we learned they had made eight bales to the hand. Mentioning it, afterwards, to a man who knew the place, he said they had planted earlier than their neighbors, and worked night and day, and he believed had lied, besides. They had sent cotton both by Galveston and by Grand Ecore, and had found the cost the same, about $8 per bale of 500 lbs. We called at a plantation offered for sale. It was described in the hand-bills as having a fine house. We found it a cabin without windows. The proprietor said he had made ten bales to the hand, and would sell with all the improvements, a new ginhouse, press, etc., for $6 per acre. The roadside, though free from the gloom of pines, did not 68 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. cheer up, the number of deserted wrecks of plantations not at all diminishing. The occupied cabins were no better than before. We had entered our promised land; but the oil and honey of gladness and peace were nowhere visible. The people we met were the most sturdily inquisitive I ever saw. Nothing staggered them, and we found our account in making a clean breast of it as soon as they approached. We rode through the shire-town, Milam, without noticing it. Its buildings, all told, are six in number. We passed several immigrant trains in motion, in spite of the weather. Their aspect was truly pitifuil. Splashed with a new coating of red mud, dripping, and staggering, beating still the bones of their long worn-out cattle, they floundered helplessly on. SAN AUGUSTINE. San Augustine made no very charming impression as we entered, nor did we find any striking improvement on longer acquaintance. It is a town of perhaps fifty or sixty houses, and half a dozen shops. Most of the last front upon a central square acre of neglected mud. The dwellings are clap-boarded, and of much higher class than the plantation dwellings. As to the people, a resident told us there was but one man in the town that was not in the constant habit of getting drunk, and that this gentleman relaxed his Puritanic severity during our stay in view of the fact that Christmas came but once that year. A TEXAN FATE. Late on Christmas eve, we were invited to the window by our landlady, to see the pleasant local custom of The Christmas Sereniiade. A band of pleasant spirits started from the square, ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. 69 blowing tin horns, and beating tin pans, and visited in succession every house in the village, kicking in doors, and pulling down fences, until every male member of the family had appeared, with appropriate instruments, and joined the merry party. They then marched to the square, and ended the ceremony with a centupled tin row. In this touching commemoration, as strangers, we were not urged to participate. MANNERS. A gentleman of the neighborhood, addicted, as we knew, to a partiality towards a Rip Van Winkle, tavern-lounging style of living, told us he was himself regarded by many of his neighbors with an evil eye, on account of his " stuck up" deportment, and his habit of minding too strictly his own business. He had been candidate for Representative, and had, he thought, probably been defeated on this ground, as he was sure his politics were right. Not far from the village stands an edifice, which, having three stories and sashed windows, at once attracted our attention. On inquiry, we learned a story, curiously illustrative of Texan and human life. It appeared that two universities were chartered for San Augustine, the one under the protection of the Methodists, the other of the Presbyterians. The country being feebly settled, the supply of students was short, and great was the consequent rivalry between the institutions. The neighboring people took sides upon the subject so earnestly, that, one fine day, the president of the Presbyterian University was shot down in the street. After this, both dwindled, and seeing death by starvation staring them in the face, they made an arrangement by which both were taken under charge of the Fraternity of 70 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. Ma,,ols. The buildings are now used under the style of "The Masonic Institute," the one for boys, the other for girls. The boys occupy only their third story, and the two lower stories are falling to ludicrous decay-the boarding dropping off, and the windows on all sides dashed in. The Mexican habitations of which San Augustine was, once composed, have all disappeared. We could not find even a trace of them. At San Augustine we rejoined our friend B., who had, in fact, arrived but a few minutes before us. He had come on foot nearly all the distance from Natchitoches, out of compassion for the poor teams that should have dragged him, and had suffered extremes of cold and wet dismals. Our friend was a Northern man, but an old original Texan settler, ranger, and campaigner; a trader in Central and Northern Mexico; a volunteer in the Mexican war, and, withal, a Californian. A man of such large experience and familiarity with practical details in matters we were quite unversed in, it was a rare good fortune to fall in with. But we were not long in discovering that prejudices creep in with experience, and that simple common sense goes a great way, too. PACKING THE MULE. We had set out intending, should no circumstance prevent, to spend near a year in the saddle, partly in Mexico, and a great part in Indian country, hundreds of miles from any resources but our own. We accordingly provided ourselves, before leaving home, with the best equipment we could devise for the purp)ose, and to carry the necessary weight with the most freedom we chose a pack mule. Few things gave us more pleasure, for more reasons than one, ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. 71 than the complete success of the pack-apparatus we had had the hardihood to have made and to bring with us from New York. B., when he saw it, was almost convulsed with laughter and con tempt. We should have half Texas hooting at our heels! There was no occasion to pay our bill, we should never get out of the inn-yard with that concern. A real "aparejo," with a Mlexican muleteer to put it on, was the only contrivance that could be ever used for packing. Our affair, even if it did not topple over at the first step, would cut the mule to the bone in ten miles slow walk! During our few days' stay at San Augustine, we heard so much of this foreboding as to be fairly tired of the name of "aparejo," and to have ourselves a considerable misgiving as to the result. But we had read Ward's account of the Mexican "aparejo," and of his substitution for it of the English pack-saddle, and we stood firm, insisting that our contraption should have at least a fair trial. The affair that excited so much amusement and discussion was a simple pack-saddle, to which we had attached iron hooks, for a couple of wicker hampers. It is composed of two wooden pads joined by four straight horns, like those of a saw-horse, riveted at the crossings, and projecting above, so as to give a convenient hitching place for any stray bit of rope. Along the crotches of these horns we laid our tent, made up in a compact roll; into the hampers we stowed our household gods, and, buckling a long leather girth over all, there we were. On starting, B. entirely refused to take lunch-materials, knowing that we should shortly return to buy a wagon for our hampers or their contents. But nothing happened. The mule walked off with as much unconcern as if he had been trained to 72 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. carry hampers from his birth. At noon, becoming hungry, we stopped at a cabin for dinner. During the meal Mr. Brown excited us by lying down and attempting to roll. However, no damage was done; for, finding a hamper well girthed down on whichever side he turned, he became content to sit quietly and await our pleasure. Dreadful, as night approached, were the anticipations on B.'s part, of the inhuman spectacle he was about to show us on removing the saddle. When the hampers had been lowered he fairly groaned as we unbuckled the girths. We ourselves were not without fear. But not a hair was started. After a roll the mule was as gay as a kitten, and the spot heated by the saddle in ten minutes could not be found. For a day or two it was to-morrow, oh! to-morrow. But when day after day passed, and the mule still continued sound in case and in excellent spirits, B., like a gentleman, gave in, and acknowledged that it beat all. Still, on the point of the " aparejo," he would not yield, maintaining, that though this might do well enough for a jaunt, the "aparejo" was the only reliable thing for a long pull. Now, the "aparejo" consists, in brief, of a leather sack of hay, and five or six fathoms of rope. With these tools, the reader may imagine how tedious and torturous a process is the roping on of the loose boxes or bags that contain a traveler's things. In short, our saddle and hampers worked admirably, and can, in all respects, be recommended for a similar service. ADDITIONS TO THE COMPANY. We found as much difficulty in obtaining suitable horses in San Augustine as at Natchitoches, and were some days in mak ROUTE AC1ROSS EASTERN TEXAS. ing choice. Finally, B. made purchase of an old gray, afflicted with an osseous structure which had long outgrown its hide, but otherwise serving well enough for temporary use. Being an animal of experience, he knew enough not to waste his remaining substance in useless steps, and never budged a leg except under positive orders. He answered, however, for a start for a "trade," and after a few days was left to ruminate upon the prairie, and a spunky young mustang took his place in the caravan. A chestnut mare was the last acquisition-a lithe, shapely thing, with a keen volatile eye, a fine ear, and open nostril. I found no friendship in her face, nor did she ever yield to the last, one single smile to my tender advances. Restless, anxious, overdone from the start, her nerves were too large for her dainty muscle, and she was quite unfit for steady travel. She could out-walk, out-trot, out-run any of her companions, at their utmost effort, by three to two, with the most natural ease. She never declined any work whatever, but, frequently, all consolation, and, what was more annoying, all food. Such treatment as travelers could give she felt beneath her, and took from the first the position of a high-bred girl who had seen better days. When I suggested, sometimes, a run over the prairie, she was off like a hawk at the slightest pressure of the legs, and we were flying mad out of sight in an instant. Such sports, however, she disdained to enjoy with me, though fairly sobbing after them with repressed excitement, turning a flashing eye toward mine, as much as to ask, "Is that the creature to carry saddle-bags?" OUR EXPERIENCE WITH ARMS. For arms, expecting to rely much on them for provision as 4 73 74 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. well as defense, we selected a Sharp's rifle, a double fowlingpiece, Colt's navy revolvers, and sheathed hunting knives. In this we found we had not gone wrong, every expert who inquired into the matter highly approving our choice, and our own experience for us clinching the matter. The Sharp, in sure hands (not ours), threw its ounce ball as exactly, though far deeper, into its mark, at one thousand three hundred yards, as a Kentucky rifle its small ball at one hundred. For force, we can testify to its ball passing through a four-inch white oak fencepost; and for distance, to constantly striking a piece of water a mile and a quarter distant, with the ordinary purchased cartridge. By the inventor it can be loaded and fired eighteen times in a minute; by us, at a single trial, without practice, nine times. Ours was the Government pattern-a short carbine, of light weight, and conveniently arranged for horseback use. Its barrel had been browned, a box made in the stock, and a ramrod added, to which a cleaning brush could be attached. Its cost in this shape was forty dollars. We were furnished with moulds for both conical and round balls, as when cartridges fail it may be loaded at the muzzle with the ramrod, in the ordinary way. It was also fitted with Maynard's primer, a self-capping apparatus, which, however, we found so unreliable as to be useless in practice. The capsule never failed to fix itself in position, but frequently did not explode. Nothing about the piece during our trip gave way or got out of order. Two barrels full of buck-shot make a trustier dose, perhaps, than any single ball for a squad of Indians, when within range, or even in unpracticed hands for wary venison; but the combination of the two with Colt's, makes, I believe, for a traveling party, the strongest means of protection yet known. ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. 75 Of the Colt's we cannot speak in too high terms. Though subjected for six or eight months to rough use, exposed to damp grass, and to all the ordinary neglects and accidents of camp travel, not once did a ball fail to answer the finger. Nothing got out of order, nothing required care; not once, though carried at random, in coat-pocket or belt, or tied thumping at the pummel, was there an accidental discharge. In short, they simply gave us perfect satisfaction, being all they claimed to be. Before taking them from home we gave them a trial alongside every rival we could hear of, and we had with us an unpatented imitation, but for practical purposes one Colt we found worth a dozen of all others. Such was the testimony of every old hunter and ranger we met. There are probably in Texas about as many revolvers as male adults, and I doubt if there are one hundred in the state of any other make. For ourselves, as I said, we found them perfect. After a little practice we could very surely chop off a snake's head from the saddle at any reasonable distance, and across a fixed rest could hit an object of the size of a man at ordinary rifle range. One of our pistols was one day submerged in a bog for some minutes, but on trial, though dripping wet, not a single barrel missed fire. A border weapon, so reliable in every sense, would give brute courage to even a dyspeptic tailor. OFF AGAIN. December 26.-Thus fully equipped, far beyond what the tame event justified, we sallied forth from the inn-gate at San Augustine amid the cheers of the servants and of two small black boys who had watched with open eyes all our proceedings. Fanny, the mare, took naturally the lead, followed by B. leading the mule by his halter, and Nack brought up the rear. The 76 A JOURNEY T H1tOUGH f TEXAS. mule, however, soon found the halter an annoyance, and pulling it away, walked on at his own gait. Seldom afterwards did he give us any trouble in guiding him. At first the mare must lead the way, but soon he consented to go himself in advance, and be driven whithersoever we would. When he loitered, the point of a ramrod was thrust into his flank, a stimulus of which he soon learned to have a peculiar dread. He was sometimes extremely reluctant to pass a well-filled, satisfactory-looking corn-crib, and in towns showed a strong propensity to turn down lanes, and to force a passage into spaces between buildings which were too narrow for his hampers, but on such occasions his long halter was attached, by a turn or two, to the strong pommel of the mare's saddle, and by dint of dragging before and poking behind he was forced onwards. In going through wood he always gauged very exactly the width of his load, frequently declining to venture where we thought he could pass, and going a circuitous course upon his own hook. THE COUNTRY. We rode, during the day, eighteen miles, through a somewhat more pleasing country. The houses were less rude, the negrohuts more comfortable, the plantations altogether neater, than those we had passed before. We noticed one group of magnolias and a few willow or swamp oaks (quercus phellos), whose leaves are long and narrow, like those of the willow, and remain green through the greater part of the winter. The principal wood was oak, mingled here and there with chestnut. We stopped for the night at a remarkably comfortable house, but could look out, as usual, at the stars between the logs. There being but one bed, B. lay upon the floor, with his feet to the fire. ROUTE ACROSS E ASTERN TEXAS. 77 PIETY IN NEGROES. The host was an intelligent man, and had a supply of books upon the mantel. Speaking about the preferences of negroes for certain religious sects, he said they were not particularly religious about here any way. They generally joined the church which their master attended, if he attended any. Otherwise, that which was nearest. B. told of an old negro, near Victoria, the only Baptist of the neighborhood. He always "stuck up for his own faith," and was ready with a reason for it. "You kin read, now, keant you?" " Yes." "Well, I s'pose you've read de Bible, haint yout?" "Yes." "You've read about John de Baptis', haint you?" "Yes." "Well, you never read'bout any John de Methodis', did you? You see I has de Bible on my side, den." DONE GONE." Our host called out, "Boy, why don't you get me those things?" "I done got'em, sar," replied the boy. At San Augustine, the morning previous, the children of the house were running about, wishing the lodgers a merry Christmas for a dime. One of them came to me a second time, but seeing her mistake, shouted out, "Oh! you done give me Christmas gift." "Done gone," for "gone" is an ordinary expression. Other modes of speech that strike a Northern man at almost any part of the South are 78 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. The use of "Ho!"-" Ho! John!" when we should call out simply, "John." " Far" and "bar," for fair, bear, etc. The constant use of "no account"-such a man, dog, or shower is of "no account"-for, worth little. "Sure" and "I wonder," as replies. Christ," as an expletive, like "Sacristie." "Yallow fellow," for a mulatto. (Why yellow fellow, but black man ) Ill," for "vicious." "Is your dog ill?" "Miss Jane," by the negroes to the mistress after mar riage. Constantly execrable grammar-" I never sawed," "I have saw." This by the lazy, schoolless, young men and women. NACOGDOCHES. December 27.-A similar country. At two, P. M., reached Nacogdoches, a considerable town. Near it the soil changes to sand, bearing pines. The houses along the road, at the entrance to the village, stand in gardens, and are neatly painted-the first exterior sign of cultivation of mind since Red River. The town is compact, the houses framed and boarded. One or two old Mexican stone buildings remain, and, like the Aztec structures in more Southern cities, have been put to the uses of the invading race. One of them, fronting, with an arcade, on the square, is converted into a bar-room. About Nacogdoches there are many Mexicans still living. Two or three of them, wrapped in blankets and serapes, we saw leaning against posts, and looking on in grand decay. They preserve their exclusiveness, their priests and their own customs, intermarrying, except acci ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. dents, only among themselves, and are considered here as harmless vagabonds. As we entered the town, we overtook one of them, a young lad of a delicate brunette complexion and a soft, attractive eye, mounted on a donkey, carrying a bunch of ducks and a turkey across his saddle. B. hailed him at once in Spanish, and bought a brace of his ducks for two dimes. For the turkey he asked four bits (50 cents). He could speak no English; the fowl he had shot upon the creek. The streets were full of people, and our arrival caused a sharp use of eyes and tongues. We were at once pronounced Californians, and accepted, of course, the designation. Our fit-out was examined in detail, as to prices and excellence, and, for the most part, highly approved. The pack, not lacking now the prestige of actual performance, was pronounced a touch beyond anything they had seen. When we inquired the occasion of the concourse, we were told they were "having a march." It was a joint celebration of Masons, Odd Fellows, and Sons of Temperance. The first we had the pleasure of seeing. There were about fifty men in black, with various insignia of sashes and aprons. After forming behind a house, two and two, they marched out upon the square, at the word of command, "the precession will forward." A tall negro with a violin struck up a jig with much dignity, and the officers in command displayed their swords to the best advantage by using them as walking sticks. After perambulating the squiare, the body entered the court-house, the floor of which had been strewn to a depth of six inches with saw-dust, converted thus into a vast spittoon. 79 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. SUPPLIES. In this town of 500 inhabitants, we found there was no flour. At San Augustine we had inquired in vain at all the stores for refined sugar. Not satisfied with some blankets that were shown us, we were politely recommended by the shop-keeper to try other stores. At each of the other stores we were told they had none, the only blankets in town we should find at's, naming the one we had just quitted. The same thing occurred with several other articles. We provided ourselves with a couple of tin kettles, a fryingpan, and a small axe, preparatory to camp-life, which we were determined to begin at once. At night we reached a creek (streamlet) among the pines, five miles beyond Nacogdoches, and there made our first camp. Pitching our tent in the deepening twilight, at a first trial we met with some blundering difficulties. B. looked on with an experienced smile, while we made our arrangements as snug as time permitted, saying nothing, but busying himself with picking and cooking the ducks. After supper, rolling himself in his blanket, he disappeared for the night, with his feet to the fire, disdaining the canvas curtains. For ourselves, we lay quietly awake till morning dawned, numb with cold, and perhaps having a little secret excitement at the novel bed-chamber. On drawing our curtains, we found water already hot, and B. hugging his knees over the fire. We cooked a kettle of chocolate, picked the duck bones, in default of better picking, and went on our way. THE ANGELINA. The soil continued sandy, and the timber pine, during the early part of the day; afterwards, oaks and black-jack, a black so ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. 81 barked, short, gnarly oakling (quercus ferruginea). The soil of the creek-bottoms bears good cotton, and on the edge of the Angelina bottoms we saw a very heavy crop. The Angelina ferry is reached by a rude causeway, with bridges at intervals, some two or three miles in length, the only structure of the kind we saw in the state, though there is hardly a stream where it is not more or less needed. By a levee, these bottoms might probably be made very valuable. CAMP DIET. We camped some twenty-five miles from Nacogdoches (Cherokee Co.). Finding nothing else, after foraging the neighborhood, than a few small andl watery sweet-potatoes, we had recourse to our own stores, and made trial of Borden's meat biscuit, a preparation which won high encomiums at the London Exhibition. After preparing a substantial dish of it, according to directions, we all tried it once, then turned unanimously to the watery potatoes. Once afterwards on the journey we tried again, with no better luck, then left all we had purchased to the birds. It may answer to support life, no doubt, where even cornmeal is not to be had, but I should decidedly undergo a very near approach to the traveler's last bourne, before having recourse to it, if that we had were an ordinary specimen. Next morning, after renewed efforts, we procured a few eggs. While eating them, we observed that Mr. Brown was missing. He had been turned loose, with the idea that he would not stray far from his companions, to augment the bulk of his rations by browsing upon dead leaves and shrubs. F. went in search of him. He soon met a stranger, who asked, in reply to inquiries, "Was it a large mule?-Did he have a lariat? —Shod?-Shoes 4* 82 A JOUPRNEY THROUGH TEXAS. worn?" " It was a large dun mule, you could not mistake it." " Oh, I have not seen your mule, but I saw the trail back yonder." He was at last found some four miles down a by-road, whither he had followed a party of people returning from a ball. Among their animals were two young colts, towards which mules are said to have a peculiar tenderness. On seeing F., probably recollecting something hamperish in his face, the mule made off into a swamp. After a long chase he was captured, having his lariat inextricably entangled in a vine, which was cut into small pieces to free him. TIE NECHES.-WORN-OUT PLANTATIONS. Crossed the Neches into Houston County. This day's ride and the next were through a very poor country, clay or sand soil, bearing short oaks and black-jack. We passed one small meadow, or prairie, covered with coarse grass. Deserted plantations appeared again in greater numbers than the occupied. One farm, near which we stopped, was worked by eight field hands. The crop had been fifty bales; small, owing to a dry season. The corn had been exceedingly poor. The hands, we noticed, came in from the fields after eight o'clock. The deserted houses, B. said, were built before the date of Texan Independence. After Annexation the owners had moved on to better lands in the West. One house he pointed out as having been the residence of one of a band of pirates who occupied the country thirty or forty years ago. They had all been gradually killed. During the day we met two men on horseback, one upon wheels, and passed one emigrant family. This was all the motion upon the principal road of the district. ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. The following is a note of expenses during twenty-four hours. It will give a concise idea of our fare. 1 bbl. corn (in the husk),12 bundles corn-fodder, Corn-bread, - - - Bacon, - - -- Eggs, - - -- Chocolate (from our own stores) $1 00 75 10 05 03 20 $2 13 Horses, 44 cents each; Men, 12~ cents each. The chocolate being soon exhausted, and not to be replaced, and eggs being a rare luxury, our private necessary expenses may be put down at five cents each per diem. To live upon this sum would, for some patients, be a capital prescription; for others it is only a sour and aggravating discomfort. The Neches is here about three rods in width. Were it not for overhanging timber, it would be, at high water, a navigable stream; as it is, keel-boats sometimes come up as far as the ferry where we crossed. Like all the eastern rivers of Texas it is thick with mud. The Colorado is the first stream that runs clear. West of it each becomes more limpid as you progress. The water of the Medina, twenty miles beyond San Antonio, is as pure and transparent at the ford as the finest plate-glass. This beauty of the West is not the least of those that have caused such a desertion of Eastern settlements. A SUNDAY IN CAMP.-ALIMENTARY SUBSTANCES. The second day's camp was a few miles beyond the town of Crockett-the shire-town of Houston County. Not being able to find corn for our horses, we returned to the village for it. 83 84 A JOURNEY TIIRO()UGH TEXAS. We obtained what we wanted for a- day's rest, which we proposed for Sunday, the following day, and loaded it into our emptied hampers. We then looked about the town for current provisions for ourselves. We were rejoiced to find a German baker, but damped by finding he had only molasses-cakes and candies for sale. There was no flour in the town, except the little of which he made his cakes. He was from Hamburgh, and though he found a tolerable sale, to emigrants principally, he was very tired of Crockett, and intended to move to San Antonio among his countrymen. He offered us coffee, and said he had had beer, but on Christmas-day a mass of people called on him; he had "treated" them all, and they had finished his supply. We inquired at seven stores, and at the two inns, for butter, flour, or wheat-bread, and fresh meat. There was none in town. One inn-keeper offered us salt-beef, the only meat, except pork, in town. At the stores we found crackers, worth in New York 6 cents a pound, sold here at 20 cents; poor raisins, 30 cents; MVanilla rope, half-inch, 30 cents a pound. When butter was to be had it came in firkins from New York, although an excellent grazing country is near the town. SUNDAY HABITS. We got some work done at a saddler's. He told us he didn't do work on Sundays, but he would try to finish this in the evening, and would leave it at the next store for us. The stores, he said, were all open, and made their best sales on Sunday. It was usual in this part of the country. We asked if there were a church in the town? " Yes." "Of what denomination?I, ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. 85 "Oh, none in particular. They let anybody preach that comes along." BLACK TEMPERANCE. Returning with our corn, we overheard the following negro conversation: "Wher' you gwine to-morrow?" "To's." "Ken you get whisky ther?" "Yes." "Good rye-whisky?" "Yes." "What do they ask for it?" "A dollar and a half a gallon. I don't want no whisky dat costs less'n a dollar and a half a gallon. I'd rather hev it then your common rot-gut fur a dime. I don't want to buy no whisky fur less'n a dollar and a half a gallon." "Well, I du. I'd like it was a picayune a gallon, I would." January 1, 1854.-Our Sunday camp was in a sheltered spot, where fuel abounded. The tent faced a huge hollow log, against which we built, before going to bed, an enormous fire of logs, piled six or eight feet high. The blaze shot high in air, and illumined the whole neighborhood. But ice formed, notwithstanding, in water standing at the mouth of the tent, and we passed another very chilly night. We had anticipated that cold would be the greatest enemy to comfort, and had made every provision for encountering it. We put on at night extra underclothing, an overcoat, a Guernsey shirt, two hunting-shirts, and even Canada leggins. But through all this, and a triple thickness of blanket, and through an india rubber carpet, the cold of the ground penetrated and benumbed us. The thermometer 86 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. stood, at 10 P. M., at 38 deg. (Fahrenheit); at 8 A. M., at 36 deg.; at 12 M., Jan. 1st, in the tent, on which the sun was pouring, at 80 deg.; at 8 r. M., at 44 deg. After feeding the horses, F. went with the rifle in search of something for ourselves, but returned, having seen nothing. B., going with dimes, had better luck. He brought at last a hoe-cake and half a dozen eggs, from a neighboring cabin. A rough omelette was speedily constructed and demolish ed. At this camp we were annoyed by hogs, beyond all description. At almost every camp we were surrounded by them; but here they seemed perfectly frantic and delirious withunger. They ran directly through the fire, and even carried off a chicken which B., on a second excursion, had been able to procure, after it was dressed and spitted. While the horses were feeding, it required the constant attendance of two of us to keep them at bay; and even then they secured more than half the corn. Fanny was so shocked and disturbed as to refuse all food. For some minutes the fiercest of them would resist even a clubbing, eating and squealing on through the blows. These animals proved, indeed, throughout Texas, a disgusting annoyance, though after procuring an excellent dog, a day or two after, we were rid of the worst of it. We occupied our day in writing and reading (for in our luxuriously capacious hampers was a compact little library of diamond editions), and in making, sailor-like, repairs to such articles as were already giving way under the continued wear and tear of travel. A ROASTED BROAD-AXE. Two pleasant incidents occurred: ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. 87 A negro, who had been prowling about us for some time, suddenly came up and said: "Genlumun, whar's that log?" "What log?" "Why, that ar log whar I lef my broad-axe." We had seen no broad-axe. "Well, I lef' my axe right here day afore yesterday, in de holler of a log. Yes, sar, dis am de very spot. Dat ar's whar I was cutting." Sure enough, on poking in our ashes, we found something like an axe, which we offered him. As it was red hot, he declined taking it, and commenced, in a whining tone, to describe how new it was, how he had put it all sharp in our big log, and how he should have to pay for it, cause his massa never would believe that it had done gone got burned up. As we had, in fact, had the use of the wooden helve, we determined that we were bound in equity to pay for it, and sent him off with the cooled axe, a box of Borden's biscuit, and a dollar, laughing on the other side of his mouth. A WINDFALL. Not long after this, while strolling with the gun, I came upon traces of fresh blood, and following them, found a fine fat wild turkey upon the ground. It had evidently been shot within an hour or two, and had had time to fly and run thus far from the sportsman before dropping. This was a waif at any time not to be despised, and in the actual state of our larder, a real piece of good fortune. Keeping for awhile my own counsel, I carried it proudly into camp, where its arrival was welcomed with profuse congratulations. 88 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. Two hours thereafter, we were feeling decidedly happier men. A FAMILY SERVANT. At the cabin where our hoe-cake was purchased, a negro man was the sole servant. He had been away, he said, all night, to see his wife, and came home at four o'clock to grind the corn, and bake it for the family's breakfast. The women of the family did no house work. The planter raised only corn and hogs. These were the hogs whose acquaintance we had made. Life there was certainly cheap. This one negro, supposing them to be squatters, was the only investment, except a few days' work once in a lifetime, in cutting and piling together the logs that composed their residence. A little corn and bacon, sold now and then to travelers, furnished the necessary coffee and tobacco; nature and the negro did all the rest. THE DAY OF REST. An emigrant party from Alabama passed, having fifty negroes, and 100 head of cattle, sheep, etc., going to the Brazos, to settle. " Oh, my God! How tired I am," I heard an old negro woman exclaim. A man of powerful frame answered, "I feel like as tho' I couldn't lift my legs much longer." This was about twelve o'clock. Near us, within sound, were two negroes all day splitting rails -Sunday and New Year's day. POST-OFFICE DEPARTMENT. At evening F. rode into town to mail our letters. One was a package of notes, on letter sheets, in a large envelope. Wishing to) prepay it he asked, "What is the postage on this, sir?" ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. "How many sheets are there?" "Oh, twelve or fourteen." The postmaster commenced tearing off one end of the envelope. "Stop. Don't open it." "It'll save putting it in a way-bill. I suppose I've no right to charge only one cent?" " Yes, three cents per half ounce. It must be weighed." His scales were " broke down," but it was finally weighed after a fashion, paid roundly, and put in a bag, unmarked. THE FIRST PRAIRIE. Jan. 2.-We came to-day upon the first prairie of any extent, and shortly after crossed Trinity River. After having been shut in during so many days by dreary winter forests, we were quite exhilarated at coming out upon an open country and a distant view. During the whole day's ride the soil improved, and the country grew more attractive. Small prairies alternated agreeably with post-oak woods. The post-oak (qziercus obtusiloba) forms a very prominent feature in Texas scenery and impressions. It is a somewhat small broad-leaved oak of symmetrical shape, and appears wherever the soil is light and sandy, in a very regular open forest growth. It stands in islands in the large prairies or frequently borders on open prairie through a large tract. The roads, where practicable, prefer the post-oak, for summer shade and dry and uniform footing. It is seldom cleared for cultivating the soil; but in the West, where timber is scarce, an island of post-oak adds very much to the value of a tract for sale, furnishing materials for cabin and fences. 89 90 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. TRINITY RIVER NAVIGATION. We came upon the Trinity at a bluff, and found the ferryman absent. His wife and a little son attempted to ferry us over, but the boat was unprovided with oars, and though we all helped as well as we could, with poles and bits of board, we were several times swept down the river, and obliged to drag the boat back to the point of starting. After long labor we succeeded in reaching the opposite bank. The Trinity here is, at this low water stage, about three rods wide, muddy, and running with some rapidity. It is considered the best navigable stream of Texas; but this winter there had been no rise, and no navigation for six months. It was still at low water when we crossed it on our return, four months later. At high water it is navigable as high as the Three Forks above, or some 300 miles from its mouth. But none of the Texan rivers can be said to be permanently navigable, as is evident, when this is called the best of them. The Brazos is broader, but more rapid and dangerous. In good seasons, boats reach points from one to two hundred miles from its mouth. The Colorado is said to be navigable for 200 miles, or as far as Austin; but is so only for the smallest class of boats, and that so seldom, and with so much danger, that, practically, all freight is hauled to and from the coast by mules and oxen: in fact, cotton is hauled on wagons, from all parts of the state, to Houston, Indianola, or Red River, unless its owners are content to leave it an indefinite period upon the nearest river-bank, subject to the vague chances of a rise. ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. TRINITY BOTTOM LANDS. Onil landing on the west side of the Trinity, we entered a rich bottom, even in winter, of an almost tropical aspect. The road had been cut through a cane-brake, itself a sort of Brobdignag grass. Immense trees, of a great variety of kinds, interlaced their branches and reeled with their own rank growth. Many vines, especially huge grape-vines, ran hanging from tree to tree, adding to the luxuriant confusion. Spanish moss clung thick everywhere, supplying the shadows of a winter foliage. These bottom lands bordering the Trinity are among the richest of rich Texas. They are not considered equal, in degree of fatness, to some parts of the Brazos, Colorado, and Guadalupe bottoms, but are thought to have compensation in reliability for steady cropping. The open coast-prairie grazing districts extend to within a short distance of where we crossed. Above are some fine planting counties, and high up, in the region of the Forks of the Trinity, are lands equally suitable to cotton, wheat, and corn, which were universally described to us as, for Southern settlers, the most promising part of the state. We made our camp on the edge of the bottom, and for safety against our dirty persecutors, the hogs, pitched our tent within a large hog-yard, putting up the bars to exclude them. The trees within had been sparingly cut, and we easily found tentpoles and fuel at hand. SALE OF LANDS AND HANDS. The plantation on which we were intruding had just been sold, we learned, at two dollars per acre. There were seven hundred acres, and the buildings, with a new gin-house, worth near 91 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. ly one thousand dollars, were included in the price. With the land were sold eight prime field hands. A quarter of the land was probably subject to overflow, and the limits extended over some unproductive upland. When field hands are sold in this way with the land, the family servants, who have usually been selected from the field hands, must be detached to follow the fortunes of the seller. When, on the other hand, the land is sold simply, the whole body of slaves move away, leaving frequently wives and children on neighboring plantations. Such a cause of separation must be exceedingly common among the restless, almost nomadic, small proprietors of the South. But the very word " sale," applied to a slave, implies this cruelty, leaving, of course, the creature's whole happiness to his owner's discretion and humanity. As if to give the lie to our reflections, however, the rascals here appeared to be particularly jolly, perhaps adopting Mark Tapley's good principles. They were astir half the night, talking, joking, and singing loud and merrily. This plantation had made this year seven bales to the hand. The water for the house, we noticed, was brought upon heads a quarter of a mile, from a rain-pool, in which an old negress was washing. LEON COUNTY. January 3.-From the Trinity to Centreville-county town of Leon County. At some fork in the indistinct road we have gone wrong, and are to the northward of the regular course. During the first part of the day we went over small, level, wet prairies, irregularly skirted by heavy timber, with occasional isolated clumps and scattered bushes. Most of the prairies 92 ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. have been burned over. Both yesterday and to-day we have been surrounded by the glare of fires at night. The grass is coarse and reedy, and exceedingly dry. Our road was little better than a cow-track, and once we followed a worn cattlepath for some two or three miles, and were obliged to follow it back again. After a few miles began post-oak, which changed to blackjack, and for the remainder of the day the country was as forbidding as a moor. We shot a few quails, which are very common, and saw, several times, turkeys and wild geese. During the day we passed but one house and one still saw-mill, in a narrow belt of pine. At night, rain threatening our canvas, we took shingle shelter in preference, in the CENTREVILLE HOTEL. The hotel was only a log cabin, and we suffered, as usual, from drafts of cold air. Our animals, however, were well sheltered. Mentioning to the host our annoyance from hogs, he offered us a perfect protection in the shape of a sturdy bull-terrier. After examining her, we added her to our company. She was made up of muscle, compactly put together behind a pair of frightful jaws, and had a general aspect which struck awe into small Mexicans and negroes wherever she appeared. Hogs cared little for her eye; but at the word of command she would spring upon them like a hungry lion, and rout a whole herd. "Judy" (this was her sonorous name) manifested some reluctance to join our party, and was, consequently, tied by a stout cord to the mule, and hung by the neck until she-came. 93 94 A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. She tried, from time to time, the experiment of going an independent route upon the opposite side of stumps and trees, with the result of being suddenly arrested, and quickly reappearing upon the other side, with the loss of much temper and some nose. She also manifested much disgust by yelps at the mudpuddles through which she was dragged without regard to delicacy. Finally, toward night of her first day's journey, having become much entangled in the mule's legs and her own, by some Providence, the cord parted, and she suddenly became the object of the tenderest epithets and sundry remnants of corn-bread, on which, not knowing what else to do, she came along, and frankly gave allegiance to her new masters. She suffered much from fatigue, and in process of time wore her feet to the bone, but by great care, which she certainly deserved, she accompanied us not only through Western Texas, but even accomplished, on foot, the whole distance back to Richmond, Va. Her tired bones have now found a last rest upon Staten Island. Our host was even more than commonly inquisitive, while we happened to be in the humor of brevity. Finally, as we were leaving, he asked us directly, what we were about. We must excuse him, but his curiosity was so strong, and he knew he should have a thousand people asking him. We told him some of us were traveling for health. He had reckoned that was it. Well, we had taken the right way. He had left the height of luxury in New Orleans on that account himself, and had had perfect health in Texas. There was much very rich land about here, he said, in the creek bottoms. We had passed one field white with excellent cotton, entirely unpicked. This, he informed us, was often the case. The crop was so great that the hands that had sown the ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. seed were unable to reap. Ten bales to the hand were sometimes made. ACROSS THE BRAZOS. Through further experiences of this sort of travel it is useless to ask the reader's company in detail of days. Until we reached Austin, the people, in cultivation of character and style of life, were as uniform as their pork and corn diet. The features of the country became gradually more attractive. Near the Navasoto we rejoined the regular San Antonio road, and came out upon large open prairies with long and heavy skirts of timber, and this description applies to the whole region as far as the Colorado, the prairies, as you proceed westward, growing more and more extensive, and the proportion of wooded land smaller. We crossed the Brazos at the old Mexican post of Tenoxtitlan, but saw no traces of ruins near the ferry. The Brazos bottoms were here some six miles in width, with a soil of the greatest fertility. SADDLE AND TENT LIFE. Our days' rides were short, usually from twelve to twenty miles only, which is about the common distance, we found, in steady travel. We soon reduced the art of camping to a habit, and learned to go through the motions with mechanical precision, and the least possible fatigue. As the shadows grow long we intimate to one another that it is time to be choosing a camp ground, and near the first house at which we can obtain corn, select a sheltered spot, where fuel and water are at hand. Saddles off and hampers-the horses are left free, save Fanny, who is tied for a nucleus. The mule instantly is down, and reappears. with his four feet in the air, 95 96 A JOURNEY THROUGH rEXAS. giving loud grunts of satisfaction. A tree, overhanging a smooth slope, is taken for the back-rope of the tent, the hampers, saddles, and arms placed by it. The tent is unrolled and hoisted to the tree, a pole is cut for its other end, the long tent-rope carried over it and made fast to a bush or a peg, and when the corners are pegged out by the flat iron pegs attached, our night quarters are ready, and our traps already under it, secure from dew. One of us, meanwhile, has collected fuel and lighted a fire, brought water and set it heating. Then there is a journey for corn, and a task to husk it. The horses are caught and offered their supper, each on his own blanket, as manger. They bite it from the ear, taking, now and then, especially the mule, some of the husks, as salad. By this time it is nearly dark, and we hastily collect fuel for the night, thinking, rather dolefully, what we may have for supper. If nothing have been shot or bought there is only the hot corn-meal, engaged at the cabin with the corn, to be sent for. This we discuss with some rancor and a cup of coffee. Then comes a ramble out into the vague, nominally for logs of fire-wood, but partly for romance. A little way from the fire-light glower indistinct old giants all about; sticks crack under the feet, the horses start and peer wildly, with stretched ears, after you; who knows what wild-cat, wolf, or vagabond nigger may be watching to spring upon you if you go further from the light. Then, leaning upon your elbow, you lounge awhile upon the confines of combustion, toasting your various fronts, and never getting warmed through. Then a candle and a book or pencil in the tent, hooded in blankets. Then a piling on of logs for a parting and enduring fire, and your weary bones, covered with everything available, stretch themselves, from a saddle-bag, out towards the blaze, and-the chilly daylight. ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. 97 VENISON. The following evening, beyond Centreville, we stopped at a small cabin, on a hill, in the edge of a prairie, which was occupied by the families of two herdsmen. They could not lodge us. Could they provide us corn for our horses? They rather gTumblingly consented to do so; the man who measured it out (and gave short measure, too,) muttering that "they had to most slave themselves for travelers." Perhaps the woman would oblige us by making a pone or two of corn-bread? She supposed she must accommodate us. And, perhaps, they might have some meat? Yes, they had some venison and turkeys that they had shot that day. We should be glad to have a small slice of venison, if they could spare it. Yes, they would let us have some venison. Instead of a small slice of venison, the man cut off a whole haunch and threw it into our corn-sack. For this the charge was only twenty-five cents. The pone was twenty-five cents and the corn one dollar per bushel. We went to the nearest wood and camped for the night. THE PRAIRIES. In the morning we at first rode through the rich alluvial border of a creek, dark with the rank luxuriance of a semi-tropical vegetation; great trees, with many reclining trunks springing together from the ground, their limbs intricately interlaced with vines; grotesque cactus and dwarf palm, with dark, glossy evergreen shrubs, and thickets of verdant cane hedging in our bridle-path; the sunshine but feebly penetrating through the thick, waving canopy of dark gray moss which everywhere hung above our heads. 5 9S A JOURNEY THROUGH TEXAS. Soon after fording the creek, we ascended a steep hill, the forest still continuing, till, reaching the brow, we came out sutddenly, as if a curtain had risen, upon a broad prairie, reaching, in swells like the ocean after a great storm, to the horizon before us; a thick screen of wood edging it in the distance on the left, and an open grove of low, branching oaks breaking irregularly upon it, with spurs and scattered single trees, to the right. Our path, turning before us, continued along this broken edge, crossing capes and islands of the grove, and bays of the prairie. Horses and gray and red cattle dotted the waving brown surface, and in one of these bays, to our right, were six deer unconcernedly browsing. As we approached, however, they stopped, and raised high their heads, sniffing the air, and after a few moments' debate, slowly and undecidedly, often stopping to look again, they walked into cover. After two miles' ride along the woodland border, the prairie opened fair in the course before us, and our trail led directly across it. The waving surface soon became regular, like the swell of the ocean after the subsidence of a gale which has blown long from the same direction. Very grand in vastness and simplicity were these waves. Four of them would cover a mile, and yet as we ascended one after another, the contour of the next would appear dark against the sky, following Hogarthli's line of beauty and of grace with mathematical exactness. Vertically, the line of the swell bent before us, and on the left we saw in the hollow of the wave, or as its crest was there depressed, the far away skirt of the dark wood; on the right, only the remote line of the prairie swelling against the horizon. Here were redl and black clouds of distant fires. The sky was nearly covered with gusty, gray clouds, with the clearest blue seen through them. ROUTE ACROSS EASTERN TEXAS. 99 The night had been unusually mild, and the forenoon was becoming sultry. THE FIRST NORTHER. Once again we came to the brow of the swell; but instead of the usual grassy surface before us, the ground was dead black the grass having been lately burned off. The fire must have been intense; for the whole surface of the ground appeared charred and black as ink. The air had been perfectly calm; but as we arrived near the next summit there was suddenly a puff of wind from the westward, bringing with it the scent of burning hay; and in less than thirty seconds, another puff, chill as if the door of a vault had been opened at our side; a minute more, it was a keen but not severe cold northerly wind. In five minutes we had all got our overcoats on, and were bending against it in our saddles. The change in temperature was not very great (12~ in 12 minutes,) but was singularly rapid; in fact, instantaneous-from rather uncomfortably warm to rather uncomfortably cool. "Is this a norther?" asked we. "I shouldn't wonder," said B. It was our first experience. Steadily the gale rose, and the cold increased during the day. And all day long we rode on, sometimes in the low, dark, and . mparatively calm and mild " bottom lands," sometimes in the s.