The Southwestern Historical Quarterly, Volume 70, July 1966 - April, 1967 Page: 477
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speck yonder on the horizon? As it approaches you see a flash
of white steam burst from her top, &c the next second you hear a
hoarse whistle and then she comes on toward you. At last, when
she comes alongside of the wharf, you read on the side the name
"Rosa Lee." Perhaps she is named after the captain's daughter
or his lady love. As soon as she is securely tied up, a gang plank
is thrown up, and a stream of passengers pours out. They are at
once assailed by a flock of eager porters, hackmen, and negro boys
all shouting out at once, while the captain bawls out his numerous
orders to the deck hands below. Then they begin to unload the
freight. But, since we have not time to stay to see more, we move on.
As we walk on up the wharf we disturb flocks of English sparrows
& pigeons who fly away from their feast of corn which has spilled
from sacks in their transportation from the vessels to the wharf.
As we walk on we see an old apple-woman with her basket of ap-
ples, cakes and pies with which she drives a good trade with the
hungry draymen. Further on we see a group of darkies gathered
around a comrade who strums his banjo with skill to a song sung
by another comrade. As we go on we see a bluff-bowed flat-boat
with a cargo of coal. This boat is towed by a puffing tug-boat. We
now dodge through some cars & we come again up on Front Street.
We pass by an out-door theater. It is to present "The Fall of Paris;
or, the Reign of the Commune." It has its scenes set up so as to
resemble a real city.
We go on downtown by the merchandise stores till we come to
the L & N depot-here we expect to find our car, but we are told
it is at the shops, so we march down the tracks for half a mile or
so. We pass the "Negro Free School" in the yard of which is a
dead horse. There are at least 500 scholars in this school. When
we get to the shops we are told that our car is not there, but as
we turn away disappointed-Eurekal way down the tracks she comes
towards us. When it is close by we step on board only to rest for
a moment or so when in comes the rest of the party.
About this time Leonard Norton and his brother, both old friends
of mine as we met at Blue Ridge Springs ,[Ga.] two summers ago,
come up and extend me an invitation to take dinner with them.
So I went. We took a street car and soon were standing at their
door. We went in and stayed till 3 o'clock this afternoon. Then
I bid them all goodbye, took a street car, and was soon at my car
again. We sat around till 4 o'clock when a number of gentlemen
came to take Mr. Grady to the Cotton Exchange where he will make
a speech. I was so tired that I did not accompany them.
At 6 o'clock Mr. Grady and the other gentlemen returned. We
were joined here by President Eckstein Norton of the L & N RR.
He came in his private car. He is Leonard Norton's uncle. After a477
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