The mirror., 1922-02-16
Cotton" The Strekfus Steamboat Co.

gala one, especially with the colored
populace, and when everyone gets aboard
one of the Strekfus steamers, on one of
those sunny Southern days, or moonlight
nights, and the old steam caliope toots off
few popular airs, what a carefree and
romantic gathering it is.
Just stones throw from the United
States Custom House, which is on Canal
street, lies one of the most interesting
places to be seen by the visitor or tourist
This is the historical old French quarter,
with its famous French mansions and
buildings, also the we'll known old French
market place.
AT the French market, which has long
and wide green wooden roof, extending
over it fully good block long, one will
find beneath this covering something like
one or two dozen fresh meat counters, and
like number of fresh vegetable and fruit
counters. Here one may buy any edible
thing he may desire. In the early morn
ing, French, Spanish, Creoles and others
may be seen there, taking advantage of
the very low prices that prevail and at
the same time getting real fresh stock, re-
gardless of whether or not it is fancy
cut of meat, or other edible. There are
several such markets throughout the city,
and rich and poor alike transact business
there every day except Sunday.
To one who never has visited the French
quarter l would say that it is worth see
ing. AS one walks down its narrow, but
well kept streets, and gazes at the old
mansions he marvels at the quaint style
in which they are built, and wonders what
the interior looks like. But go inside and
you will again be interested by its archi-
lecture You'll say to yourself as you re-
connoiter, well, "this is quite modern
domicie, taking into consideration the
number of years ago it was built, it is
certainly in good substantial condition."
AS matter of fact, several of the old
French mansions erected many years ago
are still standing intact.
True, one may not altogether regret the
crusades. They make romance and the
high achievement celebrated in picture
and song. 1t was fine, indeed, to ride
away in a Southern streetcar down the
main thoroughfare, leaving behind the vast
crowds of scurrying people of the city. On
each side of you large Palm trees extend
along the sidewalks for miles, running
practically to the city's limits. That, with
the hot sun ever present, sort of reminds
you of being down in some fashionable
winter resort, like Palm Beach, or Jack
sonvile.
have already inferred that the land
marks, and localities of New Orleans may
be viewed with interest, but not to SER
iously. After riding on the street car for
fifteen minutes or so, one reaches what is
known as the City Park. 1t is weird
and highly interesting place, and covers
an endless space if one may Judge from
its labyrinthine interior. 1t is reputed to
be over three miles in length, by some
two and half miles in width. Here one
may find boating, golf links, large art
institute, many beautiful driveways and
promenades, and scores of other things. 1t
is just short distance from the famous
horse and auto race track of New Orleans.
The park as a whole, means as much to
the city as the famous Central Park of
New York does to that great metropolis.
For those who dream of going some
day; for those who are happily going
now; and even for those who have been
and returned, this narrative, by one who
has gone on various occasions to New
Orleans and enjoyed its hospitality, was
written. 1t does not pretend to tell every
thing-not even the guide books do that.
but is is just a happy reflection of people