The Quarterly of the Texas State Historical Association, Volume 3, July 1899 - April, 1900 Page: 103
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Adventures of the r"Lively" Immigrants. 103
Harrison, Alsbury, and Mr. Tadlock went in search of information
as to where we were, etc. The over-anxiety and labor of the night
before were in such contrast with our present prospects and condi-
tion, that the sudden change of our situation completely relaxed
and unhinged me. I took to a shade and grass plat, and was soon
lost in a big sleep. In an hour or so I was awakened by the return
of our party with the addition of a creole and his little boy some
eight years old. He was one of the very worst specimens of that
class, who at that time made up the great majority of the inhabi-
tants of the settlement on the upper Teche, then called Newtown.
In addition, this man could not speak one word of English. The
others, being Kentuckians, could not speak one word of Creole
French, and they brought him to see if the Doctor or myself could
help out. The Doctor could give no assistance. In my intercourse
with the creoles in and about New Orleans I had picked up a few
words of their language. I pointed to the boat, which we wished
to go to Newtown. He said it was three miles, or one league. I
asked him what he would charge to take it, and he said three or
four dollars. We told him to get his cattle and cart, and in the
evening we were safe on the banks of the Teche, where we remained
two days, I having finished my undertaking.
We here had to employ a pilot to show us the route out to the
Mississippi through the continuous lakes to Plaquemine, which we
reached about the first of October, 1822. Mr. Harrison was aston-
ished and apparently disappointed when I told him that we would
separate at this point. He remonstrated, and urged as an induce-
ment for me to return to Kentucky that I would gladden the hearts
of my two sisters, both married and well to do, who lived in three
or four miles of him. I told him that in my present destitute con-
dition I could not think of it; that all I had to depend on was my
knowledge of figures and my pen; and that the chance here in New
Orleans or in Louisiana was much better than up the country. He
asked if I was not going back to Texas. He said that he would go
right back with at least ten or fifteen families, and that he was much
in hopes of my going back with them. I told him I thought I had
enough of Texas; that I had lost one year and all I had in the
world; and that he had a good idea of what I had suffered. But
I added that, if in a year or two Colonel Austin should be alive and
his grant should be secured, I would hunt Mr. Harrison out when
I went back.
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