The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1869-05-27
Nn,norans geadiug.
A Georgian in New York.
FROM MAJOR JONES' SKETCHES OF TRAVEL.

1t was bout three o'clock when / got
to the hotel, and after brushin' and scrub
bin little of the dust off, and gettin'
dinner, tuck o turn out into the great
Broadway, what I've heard SO much
about, ever since l was big enough to read
the newspapers, to see if it was what it's
cracked up to be: Well, when l got to
the door of the hotel, thought there
muss be a funeral or something else gwine
by, and / waited some time, tliihkin' they
would all get past; but they onl y seemed
to get thicker, and faster, and more OF
'em, the longer waited, till bimeby be-
gun TO discover that they was gwine both
ways, and that it was no profession at all,
but Jest one evefaatin' stream Of people
passin' up and down the street cumin'
from all parts of creation, and gwine
Lord only knows whar.
l mix'd in with 'em, but tell you
what, found it monstrous rough trav-
elm. The fact is, chicken.coop mought
as well expect to float down the Savan:
nah river in freshet, and not git nocked
to pieces by the drift-wood, as for per-
son what ant used to it to expect to git
along in Broadw ay without gettin jostled
from one side to tother at every step: and
pushed into the street about three times
a mint. A body must watch the cur
rents and eddies, and foller 'em ard keep
up with 'em, if they don't want to get
run over by the crowd, nocked off the
sidewalk, to be ground into mincemeat by
the cverastin' ominy buses. In the fust
place, undertook to 60 up Broadway on
the left hand side of the pavement, but l
mought just as well tried to paddle ca
noe up the falls of Talula. In spite of
all the dogin' I could do, sumbody was all
the time bumpin' up agin me, 80 that with
the bumps ] got from the men, and given
back for the wimmin, / found was losin'
ground instead of gwine ahed. Then l
KEEP ito the right as the law Directs" but
here like to got run over by the crowd
of men, and Wimmin; and children, and
niggers, what was oil gwine as fast as if
thcr houses was afre, or they was runnin'
for the doctor. And if happened 10
stop to look at anything, the first thing
1 knowed l was jammed out among the
ominybusses, what was dashin' and whirl.
in along over the stones like one eternal
train of railroad cars, maxim 6 noise like
heaven and yearth was cummn' together.
Then there was carriages; and hacks, and
market-wagons. and milk-carts, rippin'
and tearin' along in every direction-the
drivers holerin' and poppin' their whips
the people tallsin' to one another as if
their lungs was made out Of sole leather
soldiers marchin with bands of music,
beatin' their drums, and BLOWN and slidin'
ther tromboons and trumpets with all
ther might-all together maxim noise
enuff to drive The very Old Nick himself
out of his senses. 1t was more than l
could stand-ny dandcr begun to git up,
and I rushed out into the fust street |
l cum to, to try to get out of the racket
before it sot me crazy sure enuff. when
what should meet but drafted great
biz nigger with bell in his hand: ringin'
it right in my face as hard as he could,
and Bollerin' something loud enuff to split
the head of lamp-post. That was too
much, and 1 made lick at the fellow with
nv cane that would lowered his key, If it
had hit him, ut the same time that l
grabbed him by the collar, and ax'd him
what in the name of thunder he meant
by such ,mperence. The feler drapped
his bell and shut his catfish mouth, and
rollin' up the whites of his eyes 'thout
sayin' s word lie broke away from fine as
hard as he could tear, and l FASTENED on
to find some place less like bedlam than
Broadway.
By this time it was most dark, and after
walkin' down one street till cum TO
CRATE big gardin' with trees in it, whar it
v was SO still that noises begun to sound
natural to me agin, | sot down on the rail
ins and rested myself awhile, and then
set out for my hotel. l walked and walk.
ed for some time, but somehow or other l
couldn't find the way. I inquired for the
American hotel two or three times, and
got the direction but the streets twisted
about so that it was out of the question
for me to foler 'em when they told me,
and / begun to think I'd have to take mp
nv lodein's somewhar else for that night,
I was 50 tired. Bimeby I cum to street
that was very still and quiet, what they
call ChamDcrS slree1, o"u ""
standin' on .he corner, thlnkln' which
way should 80, long cum poor woman
with bundle under her arm, creepin'
along rs if she wasn't able to walk.
When she seed me, she cum up to me and
put her handkerchief to her eyes, and SEQ
she!
"Mister, I'm a poor woman, and my
husbands so sick he an: able to do any
work, and me and my poor little children
is almost starvin' for bred. Won't you be
good enough to give me two shill'nsF
1 looked at her bit, and ses l /:
"Han't you got no relations nor neigh
bors that can help your"
"O! !no, sir; Pm too poor to have rea-
tions or neighbors. l was better off once,
and then | had plenty of friends"
That's the way of the world, thinks L ;
we always have friends till we need em.