The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1889-08-31
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HCISuUOIIIOOu O1 AtthIllS OO., Scut 1Of
us to make our promised visit to her.
With regret we babe good bye to Sara
gossa to take one Of the loveliest drives
| had ever enjoyed. The road wound
sometimes gently descending, down
between sheer walls of earth, on top
e which the luxuriant foliage of oak
and beech shut ont the sunlight, and
waving branches meeting overhead,
hung with clinging, looping vines,
formed a glorious living canopy of
green above our heads. In these mar
row aefles. gloomy even ut midday
from the shade over head, one might
grow sentimental in day time, but
they would be gruesome places to
meet a foe at midnight! Out Of these
'iells OF beauty we go on over the
fields, then ascending some high hill,
ridged by the plough furrow years
a"" When the tieecy cotton was cul-
tivated along its steep sides, we can
throw Il Glances over the country,
catching rare glimpses of some old
homestead of the Aristocracy, taking
in fields green with corn and
cotton, winding creeks, and strips of
wood. In this section dwelt some of
the old families of the county noted
for wealth and hospitality. Some of
these homes have passed into
strangers hands, since the war, some
are kept up on limited means. with
the conservatives, gardens, and Or
namental buildings and grounds dis
mantled or neglected.
With a stretch Of the imagination
II IAN look back to the period when
the Red lei dwelt here alone, seeing
their wigwams rise on these promin-
ences, their council fires lighted. and
their fierce conflicts waging where
now is only peace aud serenity. I'm
til ten OF twelve years back | believe
wandering Indians would travel
through this country in small par
ties with their simple wares to sell. !
Now | think they have ceased to come
altogether, and are seen no more in
this home they must have loved. The
we have to cross are running |
low, to-day, and in our open vehicle.
with two stronghorses we get speedily |
over the ground. We pass a few resi-
dences here and there, and at last
at a country store, from which
turned into a yard filled with for
EST trees and with Il handsome, sub
dwelling house in their midst.
This is Hamilton, and here we are
by another set of relatives,
md spend three more days of quiet
pleasure. Light rains set in, 50 we
lid no visit, or get out except for
short walks. 1t was II neighborhOOd
had heard much of all my life, but
lad never visited. Kingston was the
.'eighborhOod p. O., and had suppos-
ii it Il small village of some impor-
ance, but was much disappointed
When found the place to consist of
ne large house, evidently built for a
residence, and no town at all. /;
hamilton was simply a plantation {
m and a very pretty comfortable +.
We had decided to strike the :
Mississippi Valley Railroad on our re-
Urn home, at Knoxville, a place re-
sprung up with the road, and
'lich, we had understood, could he
lsily reached from Hamilton. Friday
as again appointed as the day for
back to ThibOdaux. =
nd having made one trip on that day
lthout accident, we hoped the un-
cky supertitiOn would again fail. So
tina morning We arose very early
~ prepared for our journey, expect
& to catch the II o'clock train at !
liOxville, for New Orleans.
EssIE.
TO be continued,