The western Democrat. [volume] (Charlotte, N.C.) 1852-1870, 1857-03-17
Correspondence ofthe Raleigh Giraffe.
cHAnnorrp, N. C., Feb. %, 81.

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CHARLOTTE, N. c., Feb. %, so.
We Animal We'll, here am, safe and
sound, away up to Sharlot, flying round like
a shot cat. Ye see, Mr.. Editor, wasn't
doing anything up to Rolly, and wasn't git
ting anything for doing it rather, so thought
I would take flying tour through the State
and see if could hear or see anything to
interest the readers of the Giraffe. On
Saturday before-day, I gets aboard of the old
cars, and away we went up the road at the
rate of thirty miles per hour. The hrst
place recollect seeing was Durham-lt is
lust about no place at all. We took In
train-feed there. Pretty soon, we were
showing ahead again. The next place we
got to was Hills-bug, so chap with sore
nose said. and Iguess it is true, for never
seed so many hills since was first horned;
as for the bugs, didn't see the first one.
I think the man who was employed to make
the hills in the creation of the world, turn
ed over all of his carts at this place, and
was too lazy to pick up the dirt again. L
Ye see, when the cars were moving off,
merely reached my hand out and took
mans hat off-and he, fool like, got on the
cars and gave me cussing. wasn't scar
ed bit-didn't say nothing though. At
ter staying the usual time at this place, we
struck out again and was soon sailing along
among oaks, ack-jacks, rocks, mullen
stalks, ash heaps and shanties, and soon
arrived at Mason Hall-nothing there, only
what is usually seen at depots. where there
is nothing. The next place we stopped at
was The Great Hav RiUer House, and as
the immortal Joe Miller would say, we all
concluded to take in some filling. The
Conductor, by the way, is one of finest and
best, and most accommodating men l ever
Travelled with he told us the cars stad As
minutes for breakfast!
Good souls,' said I, Mister, to be sure,
you don't do ye?'
Says he, certainly we do, but why 2"
Because" says l, ''we can eat every
darn thing in and around Haac Rirer in ff-
teen minutes, and l don't see no use in
wasting the other thirty minutes
They keep good house here, that is,
what little of the eating l saw, was good
and I guess they have plenty, but they
hate to set it before some folks.
After leaving this place, we proceeded on
to Greensboro, passing Graham station, the
town being some distance from the road,
and McLeansville station, which is nothing
more than a depot. Nothing serious didn't
happen to us-one little accident occurred
before we got to Greensboro. The cars
mired down-don't care how impossible it
seems-but the cars mired down-got some
rails and priced out, and glided up to
Greensboro. Greensboro think is very
fine place--that is, if we are to Judge from
the cloth we saw wrapped around the legs
of some of the b'hoys. We were soon I'M
der head way again-traveling for Lexing-
ton-we were pretty soon there, passing
two of the most beautiful villages l ever
saw, that is, High Point and Thomasville!
We were greatly disappointed i'll Lexing
ton, we expected to find hourishing place,
but instead, we found an old looking, time
worn town-but we think it will improve
now, certain. as we saw a Mr.. Enoch Hines
from Plumvlle, going there with big tool
chest, and he said he was going to give it
rubbing over before he left.
We cut out for some where else after
leaving here, and within three winks of
bob tailed cat we were landed at a place
called ts-barret-here we were showed
up in an old cart-looking concern, and away
we went to get dinner. We stopped at the
Hotel kept by Mr.. Grant, and the way he
knows how to do things up, is a caution to
turkeys and them red-head ducks, which
friend Syme calls canvass backs. We made
old Grants molasses and slab jacks get
away pretty pert!
The next place we got to was Corn Cobs,
or some such olt-landish names, we couldn't
understand them. I saw more CALLER gals
than few, every thing there was yaller-
if had staid there half an hour longer, |
should have been yaller too.
We arrived at Charlotte half past four in
the evening, and was conducted to that
hospitable house kept by that persevering
and accommodating gentleman, Mr.. j. B.
Kerr. We were treated better here than
we ever were at Hotel before. May friend
Kerr live forever.
AS it is getting late, I will come to
close, and write more next time.
Yours GRAPHICALLY,
PETER PLUM
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