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LETTER FROM AMERICA. 127
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Camping Out. Of Dearest My Tent, M Thoug...
_piggledg , We and had a great all to yawning dismount gulf the opened horses under were unharnessed the horses ,
noses and little led . over after separately which away , and we then went , the again road was throug reconstructed h the still
solemn a , forestout of which sprung covies of startled partridges and lovely wil where , d birds hun like ters winged 5 fires had flowers blackened , and then and over seared sudden the
great stillness seeking open spaces trees * is to , made , cover and the a more hundred ground strange with creepers which and their wonderful chooses and loveliness lower these by flo the . wildernesses wers There plaintive were the
for cry its of the peculiar " Solitary haunt Sparrow . Then , " deep in the wood again is the sound sunshine of rushing dancing waters , leap and ing there over below its rocks us breaking edged with into
purp rushed comes open le water a to river it with flags . , Oh and wild suck sp desir ikes , a river e of to cotton ! spring I ran weed into throug and its h g waving lorious the wood rushes brown and ,
waters hands the , in and the and stooped lovel flowers a y sparkling down and and then waves wetted threw , and my them gathered face far , and out handsfull into laid the my of flags , which
there still stream call in and the it . christened evening But I have and it Hellwasser while run off our from _y horses by Carey are ' s name . supposed We our arrived party to be
party undergoing . Mr . the and operation still Mrs , . B . of are " unhitching at our head " and I ; will he the is describe most sadly kind our out
and of health courteous , but of men a . great It will sportsman further interest you to know that it is he whoat his own expense , had Judge Stroud ' s
that " Law awful s Concerning _codewhiclj , Slaves . reall " y needs reprinted only for to be general read by circulation English- ;
gentle men to rid America to and make most of them , this leas horrible justif ant centr y the plague e of North our -spot part in — its slavery 's present enjoyment . Mrs endeavour . B . . is Then the
there axe Mr . B ' s p two sonsMiss' W . of Philadel y phia , Miss M . T . of New Yorkand myself . , The party could not be more congenial
for than a it month is . After or , two our is the city most life this camp lete and ing deli out g in htful the change woods comp
so one novel can well that imag I almost ine ; to fan me , an I feel Eng the lish charm girl , the more experience than the is cy
hoops rest . Picture but , short us , woollen then , in dresses comp and lete drawers woodland , hats costume and th , i no ck
get veils the wet same , , nothing in . them Of more course , even nor we less bathe have than in a Bloomer them ditto , dress and costume they to change remain in fac to t always . , that We
is thick all . boots My and dress a black is of dark straw blue hat flannel trimmed with every a morning leathern belt with ,
some fresh sprays of flowers and , sprigs of trees . I will quote
Letter From America. 127
LETTER FROM AMERICA . 127
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Oct. 1, 1863, page 127, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01101863/page/55/
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