Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Novel (Romance) | Redfield | 1854
Transcription UNhNOWN COASTERS. 313
"perhaps, you did all your seeing through those tea green spec-
tacles."" I surely have done so always when passing through North
Carolina," answered the other quietly. It was needful to give
the trees, shrubs, fields and flowers, something of a natural com-
plexion. Now, I will report briefly the result of . several prog-
resses, through that state, during the growing season. The
whole country, so far as its agriculture is concerned, seemed
wretchedly unpromising. The glimpse here and there of a tol-
erable farm, was only an oasis in the desert, which made the rest
of the country more and more distressing to the eye. The corn-
fields were few, I could have covered half of them with a table
cloth, and the crops raised seem all destined for the markets of
Laputa ? Where's that, I wonder ?" quoth North Carolina.
" Somewhere north of Brobdignag, I believe, and west of the
tropics, between the equator and the Frozen sea, and crossed
by the central fires of the Equinox, which enables the people
to raise potatoes and barley with equal facility, but prevents
them from growing corn. This commodity, of which they are
passionately fond, eating an ear at a mouthful, and chewing the
cob at their leisure, is brought to them only once a year by one
Captain Gulliver, a native of Cape Cod, the only known trader
between Laputa and North Carolina. I should not be surprised
if he is even now taking in a cargo at Wilmington."
I never heard of the man, and I reckon I know all the peo-
ple that trade to Wilmington, captains and ships. Just say now,
if you can remember, what's the vessel called that he navigates."
The Long Bow," was the quiet and immediate answer. This
is a great craft for shallow waters. She certainly does trade
with North Carolina somewhere are you sure that you remem-
ber all the names of the vessels that ply to your ports."" Every one of them ?"" You have a most wonderful memory, my friend. But pas-
sing from the cornfields of your state, I am sorry to say that I
can say as little for its habitations. The dwellings were all of
the rudest construction, and signs of gardening, or culture of any
kind, were as rare, almost, as you will find them along, the waste
places of the Tigris and the Dead sea. As for fruit, the peaches,