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A PORTAGE TO LAKE WACCAMAW. - THE SUBMERGED SWAMPS. - NIGHT AT A TURPENTINE DISTILLER - A DISMAL WILDERNESS. - OWLS AND MISTLETOE. - CRACKERS AND NEGROES. - ACROSS THE SOUTH CAROLINA LINE. - A CRACKER'S IDEA OF HOSPITALITY. - POT BLUFF. - PEEDEE RIVER. - GEORGETOWN. - WINYAH BAY. - THE RICE PLANTATIONS OF THE SANTEE RIVERS. - A NIGHT WITH THE SANTEE NEGROES. - ARRIVAL AT CHARLESTON.

THE INTERIOR WATER ROUTE TO JEHOSSEE ISLAND. - GOVERNOR AIKEN'S MODEL RICE PLANTATION. - LOST IN THE HORNS. - ST. HELENA SOUND. - LOST IN THE NIGHT. - THE PHANTOM SHIP. - A FINLANDER'S WELCOME. - A NIGHT ON THE EMPEROR S OLD YACHT. - THE PHOSPHATE MINES. - COOSAW AND BROAD RIVERS. - PORT ROYAL SOUND AND CALIBOQUE SOUND. - CUFFY 'S HOME. - ARRIVAL IN GEORGIA. - RECEPTIONS AT GREENWICH SHOOTING-PARK.

ROUTE TO THE SEA ISLANDS OF GEORGIA. - STORM-BOUND ON GREEN ISLAND. - OSSABAW ISLAND. - ST. CATHERINE'S SOUND. - SAPELO ISLAND. - THE MUD OF MUD RIVER. - NIGHT IN A NEGRO CABIN. - "DE SHOUTINGS" ON DOBOY ISLAND. - BROUGHTON ISLAND. - ST. SIMON'S AND JEKYL ISLANDS. - INTERVIEW WITH AN ALLIGATOR. - A NIGHT IN JOINTER HAMMOCK. - CUMBERLAND ISLAND AND ST. MARY'S RIVER. - FAREWELL TO THE SEA.

A PORTAGE TO DUTTON. - DESCENT OF THE ST. MARY'S RIVER. - FETE GIVEN BY THE CITIZENS TO THE PAPER CANOE. - THE PROPOSED CANAL ROUTE ACROSS FLORIDA. - A PORTAGE TO THE SUWANEE RIVER. - A NEGRO SPEAKS ON ELECTRICITY AND THE TELEGRAPH. - A FREEDMAN'S SERMON.

A GEOGRAPHICAL JOURNEY OF 2500 MILES FROM QUEBEC TO THE GULF OF MEXICO, DURING THE YEARS 1874-1875

by N. H. Bishop

THE RICH FOLIAGE OF THE RIVER. - COLUMBUS. - ROLINS' BLUFF. OLD TOWN HAMMOCK. - A HUNTER KILLED BY A PANTHER, DANGEROUS SERPENTS. - CLAY LANDING. THE MARSHES OP THE COAST, - BRADFORD'S ISLAND. - MY LAST CAMP. - THE VOYAGE ENDED.

The author left Quebec, Dominion of Canada, July 4, 1874, with a single assistant, in a wooden canoe eighteen feet in length, bound for the Gulf of Mexico. It was his intention to follow the natural and artificial connecting watercourses of the continent in the most direct line southward to the gulf coast of Florida, making portages as seldom as possible, to show how few were the interruptions to a continuous water-way for vessels of light draught, from the chilly, foggy, and rocky regions of the Gulf of St.

All the Indian cities that I saw seemed to cover an immense acreage, partly because every modern house has its garden and compound. In a country where land is cheap and servants are legion there need be no congestion, and, so far, the Anglo-Indian knows little or nothing of the embarrassments of dwellers in New York or London.

The public manners of the Japanese are not good. In all my solitary walks about Myanoshita I met with no single peasant who passed the time of day, and in the streets of Tokio English people were being jostled and stared at and treated without respect. It was a moment when Americans were unpopular, and the theory was broached that for fear of missing the chance to be rude to an American the Japanese became rude to all outlanders indiscriminately. One indeed gathered the impression that, except in Kyoto, which is a backwater, foreigners are no longer wanted.

After seeing my first ball game or so I was inclined to suggest improvements; but now that I have attended more I am disposed to think that those in authority know more about it than I do, and that such blemishes as it appears to have are probably inevitable. For one thing, I thought that the outfield had too great an advantage. For another, not unassociated with that objection, I thought that the home-run hit was not sufficiently rewarded above the quite ordinary hit - "bunch-hit," is it? - that brings in a man or men.