The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1896-03-29

10 this class belong most or the NalHn farmers.
They have II few acres of ground and n white
washed cabin, innoGcnt of windows SO far as
glass is concerned, the openings which serve
this purpose being closed by tight wooden shut
ters at nirht. Catherine Cole gave n good de-
scription of the better class Of A5adian farmer.
AN. ACadian farmer She said. with his
land. his two hands. his plough. n, spinning
wheel, and q home made loom. is independent
of the world. 1t often happens that the only
but oftener than not he pays even for this in.
dispensanie In eggs or MOSS, co l nave many
change three or four eggs for an equivalent in
green coffee. | went the other day TO one Of
wa, received with the somewhat solemn. dig
niiied, and courtly hospitality that character
is invaded. Soon after we entered a cup of
black coffee was handed to us. The pot Is al
''There are many such homes in the State.
They are a part Of Louisiana as 1t i. In the
fields around the house were small crops OF
row Of tobacco, and banking the field was q
strip Of swamp. furnishing TIE family With
and cleans himself; the corn is pounded for
meal in a wooden mortar: the sweet potatoes
picked and ginned by the wife, who seeds II
with her fingers. 1t is she who spins 1t and
w Yea it into on cloth, having DYED ,%Ii it wit With p peach
clothing for ner family, blankets for the beds,
curtains for the windows. and II covering for
sugar and molasses. From his stock Of horses
the farmer cuts hair from their names and
thllS duu NtdNtS II w IplfcS anu mo
beds he makes OF the moss gathered in the
swamp. His, wife milks her cows and makes
cream in a bottle or gourd. The man cures his
own tobacco. and II you visit his little home
l Mish moss nt syp pnd k meas q shq bS a thu, m%a feet p,es Of hi misff
and his neighbors. he will offer you all these
home made hospitalities."
lowest class of 'Caian farmers. a dirty. SHIFT.
less, good for. nothing set; any more than Il is
towns. people who are as proud OF their title OF
'Caj4ns as the Creoles are Of theirs. The Guilt
In which outsiders lump the 'Cajans together
a. belonging without exception TO the shiftless
s spsss gUed ,tor1m@th hmsIn ses' man uhe OF q! s sheH nIiaa,Pfp pro-
alas! may his numbers not increase lest the
o old place be mohernized out tso; Of It's o dreamy amy
one who had written up" st. Martin in a few
paragraphs. "
we have nothing and know n~othing-not even
how to read and write! 1t Is because people
have written such stuff about us that so many
Cajans are ashamed Of the name. but as for
me. ! am proud Of being a ,'C9ian!"
wife ne' eosId n be nc" eias nas P unde er the si neWs pau@p m n.nis
sweeping. description, but one does not need
to look far for cases which will Just fit those
brown as mulattoes darker, in fact, .tnan
plenty Of the ,,colored" people Of the neighbor,
ponies. and their forms are certainly, lanky.
and. Il they, are not sickly, 1t isn't because
But there is one thing about them. They may
be lanky, and they may not know how to read
or write, but they have n certain grace and cOur.
tesy of manner which lubricate the wheels Of
everyday life quite us we'll rs II thorough knOwl-
edge of mathematics or the classics would do.
This is true OF all of them. the lowest as well
rs the highest, and 1t makes a stranger feel
IL good deal like a comfortable cat that has
been rubbed the right way. You cannot ex-
pect Northern women who have stood up In
street cars and known the thoughtlessness of
the overworked busin sss man and the insolent
attention of stlll another class. to see many
drawbacks to IA stay in st. Martin.
~ II strange lady walks down the main street
us n funeral does In France. This does not
make her feel like Il funeral, however. On the
contrary. The other day two Northern women
we're strolling IDLY down one of the few
streets here, and as they passed II little shop
one of them looked in casually. The proprietor.
nm old man In his shirt sleeves. was tilted back
In his chair. his feet on the counter. his soft
feet, off came his hat, ana "A courteous bow
was delivered rs IL the two women Ind entered
the shop instead of merely Rlnncing In.
IF he does that again. said one CT them, Il
sist him"
These marks of respect are not reserved for
the town alone. On.Lhe country roads every man
tesy superficial. Mere kindly and genial PEG.
pie could scarcely be found than those Of st.
Martin. A yet they are uns 1oiled by the out
side world, and they seem so perfectly in har-
mony with the peace and quiet beauty of the
town that you almost want TO go away and
malign II In order to keep intruders away.
At the same time II If Il marvel that the place
has remained unspOiled SO long. What are tho
painters OF this country thinking OF that mono