The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1885-03-28

S1t1OmssA HNOMe&tCk
Party.
Special Correspondence Of the New DornSroS:
New ORLEANS, March III. is
now six weeks since we left home, and
during that time we have not seen a
familiar face since we left Washing
ton, except Lewis Bennett, of Wes-
ton, and Mr.. Allen and wife, OF Graf
ton. We saw them in Jacksonville.
Here we met at the Exposition Doc
Hall, of Fairmont, Mr. and Mrs.
James c. McGrew, Fred Lorentz and
George Bastable, OF Clarksburg.
Yon may believe / am getting
homesick. l want to see old Monon-
gala with her mountains and valleys,
after looking at pine swamps, sand,
water and alligators for all this time.
We left St. Augustine last Mon
day, arriving at Jacksonville the
same evening via. the magnificent
St. Johns river. We stayed there
until Wednesday, when we again
started by the Florida Central and
Western railroad-the toughest road
l ever travelled over in my life. We
passed through Tallehasse, the CAPT
tai of the State, and crossed the
"Suwanee river, far, far away" and
arrived at Pensacola at IL o'clock at
night, and stayed until Friday.
Thursday we spent very pleasant
day in Pensacola. We went down
the bay in steamer to the Navy
Yard and old Fort Pickens, Barrnaca
and McRae, and looked out over the
Gulf of Mexico. We left Friday
morning by the Louisville and Nash
vile railroad, passing through Mo
bile, Ocean Springs, Mississippi
City, Port Christian and Bcauvoir,
where Jefferson Davis lives. Most
of you, no doubt, have heard Of JEFF,
l suppose. Most of the way on the
latter part of our route, the railroad
is built on piles over the inlets of
the Gulf Sometimes you could not
see land on either side, but we go.
over it safe and arrived here at s
o'clock in the evening.
Well, to a man from the mountains
this city does not look like a very
pleasant place to live. Fancy what
our feelings were when we walked up
to the river. l say walked up, be-
cause you walk up the levee to look
at the river, and then turn around
and look at a great city, lower than
the river by several feet. Their
drainage is all ON top-no under
ground sewerage, and the water and
filth all runs along the sides of the
pavements in kind of trough, and
run from the river to a canal made
for this purpose, and from there on.
to a lake.
But with all of these disadvan-
tages ! must say that New Orleans
is a great city, and does an immense
business. The weather is fine here,
and every one says we have struck
it in the right time.
1t is novel city to us. Canal
street is magnificent thoroughfare,
lively and full of business, and
crowds of people of all nationalities,
French, German, Spanish, Italians,
Mexican, Portuguese, &c, and you
hear all of these languages in the
street cars, especially ON the right of
Canal street, which is the old French
part of the city. The streets most
of them have French names) and by
the way, l will just say here l am
stopping in the old French part of
the city myself, on Royal street, and
if appear little Frenchy to you all
when / get home, don't be sur
prised.
1 saw to-day an old creole man.
sion, corner of Hospital and Royal
streets, where Lewis Philip, Mar
shall Ney and Lafayette have slept
in years long gone by. / have not
been here long enough yet to tell
much about the city, but will tell
you more in my next.
Now for the Exposition: l have
been there twice and took in all ]
could of it in two days-yet it was
mclc RlduCC. muSt say all well
pleased. 1t will take weeks to take
it all in, and then when you see it
you will be like we all were at the
Centennial-can't tell anything
about it, for the show is too big to
tell about. 1t is all now in good run
ming order-almost everything in
place. 1t is not just like the Cen
tennial, not so much manufactured
goods, but more of the products of
the country, especially of the States
and Territories. The latter have
excelled. They are numerous and
grand. Mexico takes the cake from
the foreign countries.
1 will close, as / want to save
something for my next letter. Our
party all join me in sending their
kind regards, and say they begin to
want to see home again.
G. B. MoRRIs.
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