The Marietta journal. [volume] (Marietta, Ga.) 1866-1909, 1872-11-22
Chr s9larietta Sunrnal.
CHARLESTON WITHIN AND
WITHOUT.

confusion that enSueu, was alWOst
deafening. Hackmen, omnibus dri-
vers, and hotel por,ers, were stand
ing outside the railing, pushing and
elboging each other, and shouting
at the top Of their voices; Slime
hack, sir" "Hab private carri
age, sab ~ "Dis way to de PaviIl-
ion Hotel!p Heres your Charles
ton Hotel omnibus I" ''New York
steamer dis side!" We were glad
when this Babel was left far behind
us, and we we're being rapidly whirl-
ed down King street towards our
present destination.
This morning we visited the
"White Point Garden" or as it is
more Familiarity known
THE BATTERY,
which was deserted, with the except
ion Of some nurses and their char
ges. Saturday afternoon, however,
it is usually crowded with pleasure
seekers and sight-seers. The Post
Band, which is an excellent one,
performs on that afternoon for about
two hours, which renders the resort
still more attractive. The view
from where we stood was fine one.
AS far as the eye could reach stretch
ed the boundIess waste of waters. -
On our right flowed the Ashley; on
on our left, the Cooper, and just in
front they met. forming the Bay,
which was crowded with all kinds.
of vessels; among them the revenue
cutter "Racer," fine specimen of
naval architecture. Snatches of
song floated to US as we leaned over
the railing, watching the ebbing tide
as it splashed against the rocks at
the base of the battery. Away off in
the distance, but plainly visible, lay
Fort Sumpter, Morris Island, Fort
Moultrie and Castle Pinckney and
further in Sullivan's Island and Mt.
Pleasant. Besides these Fort Rip
lev, which is almost entirely wash
ed away, so little of it remaining that
at "high tide" it is nearly impercep-
tible from land. Fort Sumpter new
er has been repaired, although we
think an appropriation was made by
Congress for that purpose. Two or
three enormously large guns, how
ever, have been mounted upon the
ruins, and there is also lighthouse
here. Your readers can imagine how
lrage the guns are when they made
a cargo for large schooner. Poor
old Fort Moultrie is entirely ruined.
The officers quarters are rotted
down, and the parade ground grown
up in weeds and covered with rub
bish. The place is taken care of by
a United States Sergeant.
We also had view of
GYM ISLAND"
as it is called by the negroes, one of
the strongholds of the "Sea Island"
darkeys, who speak horrible lingo,
and are almost as wild as the native
African. Still they can vote, and
invariably drive any unfortunate
conservative-white or black-who
attempts to exercise the franchise
away from the polls, and sometimes
off the island. On our left, close at
hand lay
THE WHARVES,
AZ whose sides ships of almost every
nation we're loading and unloading,
the majority of them being filled
with cotton for Great Britaia and
other foreign ports, AT the steamer
wharf we went on board the mag
nliieent steamship Manhattan, of the
Adger Line, the fastest steamer on
the coast. We found everything in
splendid order; the dining saloon,
cabin and state rooms elegantly 4 fur
uished; and the officers and waters
polite and attentive. From this
wharf we visited
THE PRINCIPAL STREETS.
They were all hustle and confu-
sion. Men women and children
were hurrying in every direction
carts rafting over the stones, and
the street-ca rolling along. At
each corner an old "mauma," with
broad brimmed Panama hat or gay
handkerchief perched upon her head,
or wound around tastefully, Ia tar-
ban, was seated, large basket be-
fore her full of molasses candy,
grounduuts and apples, spread out
in tempting array, with a view to
attract the attention and pennies of
the little lads and misses hurrying
on 10 school. On all sides was
heard the cries: "Iceteres, (oysters)
here's We fresh iceteresw "Shrimps!
shrimps! shrimps" Fresh fish ard |
crab" Fresh fish and crabs, jist |
from de waiter !" Mingling with
these sounds adown the streets, ev-
cry fifteen minutes rang out, sweet |
and clear, the chimes fist. Michaels'
dear old bells; "rebel bells. -
What feeling of love and pride
they awake in the heart of every
true Charlestouian
There is one feature about Charles
ton which, noticing, caused us
feeling of rebellion and repugnance,
and this was the
NEGRO POLICEMEN,
everywhere visible. The police