Ashtabula telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1874-1880, 1878-01-04

There is Madmoiselle, ''petite" and pretty,
sparkling eyes and prattling tongue,
smile and charming sslutstion to her friends
and an artistic method of handling on
ions without gloves. She knows every one,
and looks, seemingly, every way at once.
''What will monsieur buyY' she asks of
such strangers as ourselves, as she flourish
es beautiful vegetable boquet, of half a
cabbage, sea kale, celery and onions, be
meath our nose, and she smiles at our re-
fusal as if we purchased. There is that in
dividual suffering from perpetual eclipse.
The colored being, she is there in all her
sex and numbers. She has magnificent
taste for colors, not in their arrangement
but in their numbers; and it is a pleasure
10 notice the importance that gradually
obtains in one, from the time Of sighting q
gsudy shawl, until the moment it rests
around her shoulders. These people are
black as night. and according to our most
modern idea of art. form an excellent back
ground for the eolors with which they adorn
themselves. There is poor Monsieur too,
one whose pittanee allows of no luxuries.
He is there keenly eying choice meats, yet
contenting himself with shin bone; fond
ly admiring the tempting fruits and veg
etables, yet gratifying his cravings with no
fruit but plenty of thin, wrinkled and old
vegetables. He takes these with his shin
bone, ana, in his elevated room, will manu-
faeture colcoction in which his epicurian
taste will fairly revel. There is every speci-
men of humanity there, satisfying their
curiosity and their tastes, every degree in
life, almost, represented there, that New
Orleans affords. Imagine these, in their
thousands, thronging through maze of
stalls, on which rest every article concieva-
ble, and you have the French Market ;beef.
ribbons, potatoes, under garments and hos
Iery, bonnets, chickens and boots, tinware
and false hair, fruit and FISH, all lie side by
side at their boundary lines, and present
sight astonishing to eyes like ours. 1t is
market for all, and Sunday is the only day
that air. become aware of the fact. Rus
sia has its Mil Noogorod. Turkey its
Mecca, Paris its Bon Marche, London its
Petticoat Lane, so has New Orleans its
French Market, and it should occupy po-
sition on that scroll which enrolls all fam
Gus fairs and markets.
We left New Orleans on Sunday after
noon, and next morning were tossing on
the waters of the gulf of Mexico. Evident
ly these waters do not like to have vessels |
upon them, for they manifested their ami !
mostly to such degree that we had to
take shelter under the lee of a friendly |
Island, the Great Chandelier, where we |
''laid to" excuse the expression '-laid to-,
but as we are on salt water, we must be
nautical, and l would say there is nothing |
chicken-ny about the word, there was only |
one vessel and that laid to, that is paradox
cal in its sound, but l assure you there |
was only one laid, when it laid to- we stald |
here 48 weary so minufe hours, while it |
blew and rained great gufls" To not |
misunderstood this expression, it blew |
wind, and rained water, but in this wstery |
country, they like heavy language, so |
''great guns" is used, especially as it has |
more weight than wind and water. We |
tried on two occasions to go on, bus had TO |
put back as the sea was too high, We ul |
timately arrived at Pensacola, and staying |
there buta brief space Of time, proceeded |
with the steamer to Bogdad, on the Black |
River. Here we found friends, and former |
residents of Ashtabula, in the persons of |
Mr.. and Mrs. Roberts. We passed whole |
day and night with them. and were right |
royalty entertained. In the morning we |
were furnished horses and carriages and |
driven through the beautiful country and |
woods Of this region of Florida, We could |
scarcely believe that the freshness and ver-
dure of the trees, and the hues and per- |
fumes ofthe galaxy Of flowers that eontinu
ally Surrounded us were actual, especially |
when reference to our calender reminded |
US it was November, q month that al |
ways had been to Us, one of ice and snow. |
Bogdad is very pretty place; 1t is COM
posed of the residences Of most Of the |
members of the firm Of Simpson & Co. the |
lumber kings of West Florida; (of which |
Mr.. Roberts is partner,) and the houses
of those in their employ. The houses Of |
the former are large and grand in appear |
ance, surrounded by ornamental grounds |
and, as a whole, are good evidence Of the |
wealth and prosperity Of the firm. The |
houses of the latter are very neat and care. |
fully kept. The streets are good, and have |
sidewalks that Ashtabula might envy. |
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the worship of all. It is marvel Of taste, |
and fitted up in style compatible with its
use. The mills of the firm are situated on
the banks of the river, and are monuments
of business and activity. Along the banks
of the river the lumber is piled up for !
miles. and millions OF feet are there |
awaiting the markets demands. Our visit
here came upon us as an oasis comes upon
one in desert, and tits one that will be I
long remembered. We were cordially re-
eeiyed by all, and entertained in a way that
made US leave Bogdad with regret. At
Bogdad we engaged passage on schooner,
the 'sWatson," to take US to Tampa, and
embarked on that vessel at Pensacola.
Now, from appearances, we perceived
that the toughest part OF our trip had to
come. and prepared ourselves accordingly. |
1t was well we did, but our preparations
were Of no avail. For it we blame Pensa-
cola, because it is a place that is out OF the
world as far as transportation is concerned.
we could have gone by rail, but not wish
ing to travel around the world just yet, had
to take the only alternative, the schooner
1t was a vessel loaded with lumber for Key
West, it was not provided for passengers
in the least, but we had to take 1t. and
submitting to fate, gave ourselves pto Its
CABIN. y, OXo II nOIO, VIII SHELVES uPOA
which we could rest our weary bodies
1t was only thirty hours run, so said our
captain, but ne measured time very differ
emily to the usual mode, for his thirty
hours were in reality days, and then only
half the distance travelled. We started
with fair wind and weather, but wind and
weather are very tickle things, as the wealth
sr predictions of the meteorological de-
.partmnnt proves. Our second day out in
augurated new era; the wind fairly
shrieked in glee around us, and the water
lsaped up, and over us in very wet man
ner. Our "cabin" and shelves with their
sparse bedding, was christened vigorously
and in u few hours, we congratulated our
selves on our knowledge Of swimming, as
it was evident we would soon have to per-
form natatory feats to get to our table, and
our beds. Our bedding set us good ex-
example, for it swan around in company
with pieces of fat pork, biscuits and pota-
toes. But the winds quieted down, and
let the waves follow its example. That
night we slept upon the softest boards we
could find, and any one who has enjoyed
that privilege, knows how ones high points
will Ht into g'od hard knot. | must not