The south-western. [volume] (Shreveport, La.) 1852-1870, 1870-03-09

CALVERT, TExAs.-A correspondent of the New Or
leans Times has been phoographng the scenes in and
around this young city. The following will be recog-
nized familiar picture by citizens:
Let US follow man Of the rabbit-skin cap this
morning, for he extrcated from the sea OF mud
last night and slept soundly by his mule, with the
bruised head he had beabored SO. No matter about
the ten pounds OF mortar that has dried upon his boots
thev never off till he gets back his home again.
on the Bots Arc fork of the Trinity. This morning
his hair end and his face visible through that
same mortar, he is around the smoking chunks of his
fire. feeding the mules and himself; and before he
| get that other eye half open-he sleeps with eye
open-the sharks are after him. He has five bsles of
cotton on his wagon yet for he did not get what he
demanded yesterday, and took his load to "Camps"
"Thar! stranger, tot deep with your ceaver.
Can't divide that bale with you oEless you've got the
waller boys; that cotton's Is cents specy, and that
pound you're grabbn' outll buy Sally pound o cof-
feen
Another and another broker tests him, offering H.
III l7a and passes on; for he has fixed his mind
Is cents, because Jim Stans, neighbor, from Pony
Creek got 8 yesterday and my cotton shelter nor
bis'n ever dard to be-"
Not getting the bid he sought, he trudges round
through the sIu h, and half the in town,
and last accepts l75 from his old bosom friend OF
last year-Tahor, from whose store he is to take half
the proceeds in coffee, sugar, whisky, piows, "a aad
other casus,.' And now his "crap" goes tumbing
to the platform.
But how is this ?-you have three brands "Yes;
you twos mine-ths one, you see, 0. x, means
Oliver Cross-and that's my name and these two with
A. X. means Adam Cross-that's dads name; and
then this other bale-L.-is for Tom Lee neighbor,
watts got only one leg He raised this and picked it
his self. Sence the he gees limpin' about, and
maturity lives amongst the neighbors and we all try
to help him. He don't want mueh-Tom don't But
then he's got the best old mother in the world recon-
and Tom jist loves her like he baby. He was
only sixteen when the dam Yank shot bis leg off at
the Pea Ridge. | was right by him-carried him be-
hind tree; and he st said, Oliver, it'll kill mebut
tell mother didn't run, but stood up to them. Take
care of my poor old mother, Oh. | never him
again till home, after the breakup, and he was
ii tryin to plow-Tom was-and it maturity made me
! cry"
In every store around every corner, this trad
ing and loading up for the far frontier is progressing.
About three hundred wagons, half emigrant and halt
trading their cotton for merchandise loaded and
started from this city in the woods every day; and
many fill their places to morrow. Two hundred
tons of interior productions received and two hundred
and fifty disbursed daily is extravagant estimate
the trade of Calvert Some days will double this guam
tity, and Others of course, fall short.
But let US bid adeu to magical city of Calvert
Next year you will recognize it; for hall Its
houses and most of its people, will move forward to
Bremond where the railroad will then terminate These
scenes will be witnessed here again and though
3 the ruins of this city will not much resemble those o
Baalbec or Troy still would not suffer it at te
pass into oblivion but preserve, at least for period
the memory of its life and varied scenes; for now il
has its hotels and Saloons its gambling hells, its ps
Al ons and its bayonets 1t has, too its theatres ant
r schools; and more and better than all, its churches
which shall survive the decadence have sadly to
IS ticipate.