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Massachusetts (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 35
d called Spanish moss. Our vessel, plying between Indianola, in Texas, and Brashear, in Louisiana, skirts two of the rich Gulf States, and connects the port of Galveston with the river at New Orleans. She carries few natives, either Mexican or American. Her passengers, like her crew, are mostly Scotch and English; for the ports and towns in Texas are nearly all built by British capital and settled by British families. It is the old, old story of our race. Who planted Virginia and Massachusetts? Who peopled Georgia, Pennsylvania, Maryland? The seventeenth century only saw at James Town and Plymouth Rock what the nineteenth century beholds in the Gulf of Mexico. The English race is moving on the West. London and Liverpool are pouring out our wealth and population on these coasts-our surplus capital, our adventurous sons. This power of drawing on the parent country for supports is the chief mainstay of White America. Apart from passing politics, the Conservatives hold t
United States (United States) (search for this): chapter 35
waning branch of the human family possesses; a power which wounds and weakens every section of America; setting brother against brother, North against South, the disciples of Brewster against the coon the lowest stages of freedom, culture, and refinement? --has already wrecked a third part of America, putting back for unknown terms of years the noble work which the Republic inherited from her E war than with the war. Neither the Black League nor the White League need have troubled the United States. Moral emancipation would have come through moral means, and in a time of peace, with all giff, a Mandingo judge. Acting as one man, like a mass of Celtic voters, they might legalise in America the customs of Yam, Dahomey, and Adai. The African brain is limited in range. Oranges, mg champion cannot help him in a train. Here ladies rule. All ladies are Conservatives, and in America nothing can be done if ladies object. You see these fellows huddled in a front car, next to th
Galveston (Texas, United States) (search for this): chapter 35
Chapter 35: the Gulf of Mexico. Moving at sunrise out of Galveston harbour we sail into a thick and golden mist, which hides the lowlying shores of Saline Pass and the adjoining country from our sight. The waves are long and smooth. A flock g between Indianola, in Texas, and Brashear, in Louisiana, skirts two of the rich Gulf States, and connects the port of Galveston with the river at New Orleans. She carries few natives, either Mexican or American. Her passengers, like her crew, ated out of chaos, by the necessity which has sprung up since the settlement of Texas for a shorter and safer route from Galveston to New Orleans than that by way of Pass h Loutre. The voyage is reduced by half the time. By boat and car a man now runs from Galveston to New Orleans in little more than twenty-four hours. Is Brashear land or water? Slush and mud, gutter and pool, basin and drain, all meet in Brashear; a dismal swamp and fever-den, enclosed on every side with jungle, in which
Gulf of Mexico (search for this): chapter 35
Chapter 35: the Gulf of Mexico. Moving at sunrise out of Galveston harbour we sail into a thick and golden mist, which hides the lowlying shores of Saline Pass and the adjoining country from our sight. The waves are long and smooth. A flock of snow-birds flutter in our wake, and swoop with easy undulation on their prey. A semi-tropical languor lies on every face. As day comes on the mist clears off, and through the vanishing haze we catch along the shores a fringe of cypress and cottmilies. It is the old, old story of our race. Who planted Virginia and Massachusetts? Who peopled Georgia, Pennsylvania, Maryland? The seventeenth century only saw at James Town and Plymouth Rock what the nineteenth century beholds in the Gulf of Mexico. The English race is moving on the West. London and Liverpool are pouring out our wealth and population on these coasts-our surplus capital, our adventurous sons. This power of drawing on the parent country for supports is the chief main
Alabama (Alabama, United States) (search for this): chapter 35
rashear says to me, when showing us the lions of his hamlet. You see it in a place-get off as quickly as your horse will trot. We call it fever-moss. It is a sign that chills and fevers hang about. The weed seems widely spread; we see it everywhere along the Gulf. Along this Gulf disease and death are widely spread. It grows in every marsh and pool, round every lake and bay. You find it in Eastern Texas and Southern Louisiana, in Western Florida, and among the inland waters of Alabama. This parasite is ugly, fcetid, and of little use. Negroes rake it down and bury it in the earth. In ten or twelve days the stench dies out, and then they dig it up and dry it in the sun. When crisp and hard, they stuff it into mattresses and pillows in place of straw. Negroes are said to like sleeping on this dried fever-moss. Brashear is a colony of Negroes, and a stronghold of the Black League. Setting aside some dozen officers connected with the boats and trains, no White inhab
Liverpool (Mississippi, United States) (search for this): chapter 35
Mexican or American. Her passengers, like her crew, are mostly Scotch and English; for the ports and towns in Texas are nearly all built by British capital and settled by British families. It is the old, old story of our race. Who planted Virginia and Massachusetts? Who peopled Georgia, Pennsylvania, Maryland? The seventeenth century only saw at James Town and Plymouth Rock what the nineteenth century beholds in the Gulf of Mexico. The English race is moving on the West. London and Liverpool are pouring out our wealth and population on these coasts-our surplus capital, our adventurous sons. This power of drawing on the parent country for supports is the chief mainstay of White America. Apart from passing politics, the Conservatives hold that time is always fighting on their side. White men increase in freedom. In a hundred years the White family has increased in North America from less than three millions to more than thirty millions. Who knows whether the Black famil
Florida (Florida, United States) (search for this): chapter 35
branch. Observe this weed, a resident in Brashear says to me, when showing us the lions of his hamlet. You see it in a place-get off as quickly as your horse will trot. We call it fever-moss. It is a sign that chills and fevers hang about. The weed seems widely spread; we see it everywhere along the Gulf. Along this Gulf disease and death are widely spread. It grows in every marsh and pool, round every lake and bay. You find it in Eastern Texas and Southern Louisiana, in Western Florida, and among the inland waters of Alabama. This parasite is ugly, fcetid, and of little use. Negroes rake it down and bury it in the earth. In ten or twelve days the stench dies out, and then they dig it up and dry it in the sun. When crisp and hard, they stuff it into mattresses and pillows in place of straw. Negroes are said to like sleeping on this dried fever-moss. Brashear is a colony of Negroes, and a stronghold of the Black League. Setting aside some dozen officers connect
Atchafalaya River (Louisiana, United States) (search for this): chapter 35
see a trail of land in the distance, with a fringe of forest trees, funereally draped in Spanish moss. Hollo, what's here? A bank of sand lies bare and dry under the paddlewheel. Are we ashore? Is that white bird a crane ? Are we at sea — is this a phantom ship? On coming to the fore, I find that we are pushing through a sea-canal, marked off with boles of trees. This work is seven miles long, and twelve feet deep, running between Marsh Island and the swamps of Terre Bonne, in Atchafalaya River, on the eastern bank of which lies the port of Brashear: a place created out of chaos, by the necessity which has sprung up since the settlement of Texas for a shorter and safer route from Galveston to New Orleans than that by way of Pass h Loutre. The voyage is reduced by half the time. By boat and car a man now runs from Galveston to New Orleans in little more than twenty-four hours. Is Brashear land or water? Slush and mud, gutter and pool, basin and drain, all meet in Brashea
Europe (search for this): chapter 35
ns. This power of drawing on the parent country for supports is the chief mainstay of White America. Apart from passing politics, the Conservatives hold that time is always fighting on their side. White men increase in freedom. In a hundred years the White family has increased in North America from less than three millions to more than thirty millions. Who knows whether the Black family will increase in freedom? Every fact appears to point another way. The Whites are recruited from Europe, the Blacks are not recruited from Africa. One force expands, the other wanes. Yet what a power of mischief this low and waning branch of the human family possesses; a power which wounds and weakens every section of America; setting brother against brother, North against South, the disciples of Brewster against the comrades of Raleigh, and the children of Oglethorpe against the descendants of Penn. This question- How, in our advance towards a higher plane of freedom, culture, and refin
Mexico (Mexico) (search for this): chapter 35
guor lies on every face. As day comes on the mist clears off, and through the vanishing haze we catch along the shores a fringe of cypress and cotton-wood, with roots in swamp and pool, and branches hung with vegetable filth — the noisome and funereal weed called Spanish moss. Our vessel, plying between Indianola, in Texas, and Brashear, in Louisiana, skirts two of the rich Gulf States, and connects the port of Galveston with the river at New Orleans. She carries few natives, either Mexican or American. Her passengers, like her crew, are mostly Scotch and English; for the ports and towns in Texas are nearly all built by British capital and settled by British families. It is the old, old story of our race. Who planted Virginia and Massachusetts? Who peopled Georgia, Pennsylvania, Maryland? The seventeenth century only saw at James Town and Plymouth Rock what the nineteenth century beholds in the Gulf of Mexico. The English race is moving on the West. London and Liverpool
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