JOURNEY TO BOSTON.

THE EAST RIVER.--HURL-GATE.--THE SOUND.--POINT JUDITH.--NEWPORT

HARBOUR.--PROVIDENCE.

On Saturday morning, at 7 A.M. Sept. 28th, quitted Philadelphia; arrived

in New York at 2 P.M.; and transferring my baggage from the steamer on

the North River to the one about to depart for Providence, and whose

wharf lay upon the East River, I had a couple of hours' leisure, which I

employed in writing home, for the packet of the 1st of October; and at

five o'clock P.M. left the city, in the noblest steam-vessel I had yet

seen.

The view of Brooklyn, the Navy Yard, and this part of the harbour, is

very attractive from the point of departure; and the numerous little

steamers, actively plying to and fro at the various ferries, give an

unceasing air of bustle to the scene. I was greatly charmed by our sail

up this passage into the Sound dividing Long Island from the continent,

which it flanks and protects for a distance of one hundred miles.

The banks on either side do not vary a great deal in elevation, but are

of a slightly undulating character, beautifully wooded, and sprinkled

with the attractive-looking villas of the country. Mr. Cooper's graphic

description of Hurl-gate, in his novel of the "Red Rover," led me to

look out for it with an interest which the reality did not repay,

although the tide was in a favourable state. I confess, however, I think

that my imagination rather outran discretion than that the whirlpool

lacked grandeur: that it was not to be encountered without some peril we

had very good evidence; for, on a rocky islet to the southward of the

worst part of the fall, a large schooner lay hove up on her beam-ends,

with all her spars aloft and her sails half furled, as she had been

abandoned by her crew. Our pilot informed me that the accident had

occurred the day previous, and was by no means a rare example, the

downward passage at the last of the ebb requiring great care and

experience.

Our powerful engines forced the vessel through the dark eddies,

apparently without difficulty; and in a little while this long

looked-for wonder was forgotten.

I remained on deck until after midnight; for there was a bright moon and

a calm clear sky, and the Sound was sprinkled with craft of all kinds.

I must not omit to notice supper, or tea,--for it was both, and an

excellent meal it was,--served about eight o'clock upon two parallel

tables, which ran the whole length of the cabin, at least one hundred

and eighty feet; and to which sat down about one hundred persons of all

ranks,--the richest merchants, the most eminent statesmen, and the

humblest mechanic who chose to pay for a cabin fare, as most of these

persons who travel do. I was seated with an exceeding lady-like and

well-bred woman on my left hand, and on my right sat a man who, although

decently dressed, was evidently a working operative of the humblest

class; yet was there nothing in either his manner or appearance to annoy

the most refined female: he asked for what he wanted respectfully,

performed any little attention he could courteously, and evinced better

breeding and less selfishness than I have witnessed at some public

dinners at home, where the admission of such a person would have been

deemed derogatory.

I do not mean by this description to infer that a crowded table of this

kind is as agreeable as a party whose habits, education, and sympathies,

being on a level, render intercourse a matter of mutual pleasure: what I

would show is, that in this mingling of classes, which is inevitable in

travelling here, there is nothing to disgust or debase man or woman,

however exclusive; for it would really be impossible to feed a like

multitude, of any rank or country, with slighter breaches of decency or

decorum, or throw persons so wholly dissimilar together with less

personal inconvenience either to one class or another.

I had been accustomed to see this set down as one of the chief nuisances

of travelling in this country, and the consequences greatly exaggerated:

things must have improved rapidly; since, as far as I have hitherto

gone, I protest I prefer the steam-boat arrangements here to our own,

and would back them to be considered less objectionable by any candid

traveller who had fairly tested both.

During the night it blew fresh, and the vessel pitched a little, the

consequence of which movement was evident in the desertion of the upper

deck in the morning. I had noticed it, the evening previous, occupied by

sundry little groups reading or chatting, and with more than one couple

of merry promenaders: I now made its circuit, meeting with but one

adventurer, a lively-looking old gentleman, of whom I inquired where all

our passengers were vanished to.

"Most of them in bed yet," said the old gentleman, "or keeping out of

the way in one hole or another. If there's any wind or sea, you always

find the deck pretty clear till we get round Point Judith. Once let us

get to the other side that hill yonder, and you'll see the swarm begin

to muster pretty smart."

I had often heard "Point Judith" mentioned by the New-Yorkers, as the

Cockney voyager talks of Sea-reach, or the buoy at the Nore; and here it

was close under our lee,--a long, low point of land, with a lighthouse

upon it.

We soon after opened the entrance to the fine harbour of Newport, and,

as my informant predicted, the deck gradually recovered its population:

some came up because they felt, and others because they were told, we

had passed Point Judith.

It was about seven o'clock A.M. that we ran alongside the wharf at

Newport to land passengers. The appearance of the town, rising boldly

from the water's edge, was imposing enough; but trade, judging from the

deserted state of the wharves, is now inconsiderable, although formerly

of much importance.

After a delay of a quarter of an hour, we once more got under weigh; and

one of the chief advantages of a steamer is the ease and facility with

which this important movement is effected: nowhere is the management of

these immense bodies, in my thinking, so perfect: the commanding

position of the wheel, clear of all obstruction, and under the hand of

the pilot, whose finger also directs the machinery below, through the

medium of a few well-arranged bells,--the absence of all bawling and

shouting, and the being independent of transmitted directions, gives

these craft facilities which make their movements appear like

inspiration.

This system I found prevailing all through the States; and, as far as

possible, it would be well to adopt it here. The arrangement of the

wheel, or steering apparatus, if I remember rightly, was fully and

technically described by Captain Hall. I do not know whether it has in

any case been adopted; but if it were enforced upon our crowded rivers,

there would, I feel assured, be fewer accidents.

The fogs of the Sound, in this passage,--a highway as much travelled as

the Clyde,--and indeed on all the great American rivers, are only to be

paralleled by a London specimen about Christmas, in addition to the

former being more frequent; yet accidents arising from running foul are

of very rare occurrence, although the desire to drive along is yet

stronger than with ourselves.

The river up to Providence is of a breadth and character to command the

voyager's attention, but offers little in detail to repay him for it.

With the exception of the time devoted to breakfast, which a supply of

newly-caught fish, taken on board at Newport, rendered a positive treat

to me, I paced the upper deck, according to my custom, until we arrived

at Providence, a very thriving place, seated on a commanding ridge, and

already having, as viewed from the river, an air and aspect quite

city-like.

Here we found a line of coaches drawn up upon the wharf, awaiting our

arrival. I had already secured a ticket for the Mail Pilot: and in a

few minutes the luggage was packed on; the passengers, four in number,

were packed in; and away we went, rolling and pitching, at the heels of

as likely a team of four dark bays as I would wish to sit behind. At our

first halt, I left the inside to the occupation of my companions,--a

handsome girl, with, "I guess," her lover, and a rough specimen of a

Western hunter or trader, who had already dubbed my younger companion

Captain and myself Major, and invited us both to "liquor with him." I

declined, but _the Captain_, to his evident satisfaction, frankly

accepted his offer; and whilst I mounted the box, and the horses were

changing, they entered the house together.

This is a courtesy the traveller to the South will find constantly

proffered to him by a class of honest souls, whose good-fellowship

sometimes exceeds their discretion; and I had been told it was not at

all times possible to decline the offer without risking insult. I

discovered by experience this to be one of the numerous imaginary

grievances conjured up to affright the innocent. In this, as in all

other points, I have never departed from my own habits; and although

often in remote parts of the Union strongly urged "to liquor," have

always found my declaration that it was a custom which disagreed with

me, an excuse admitted without hesitation or ill-humour.

In this, my first experiment, indeed, I had to deal with the most

punctilious specimen I ever afterwards encountered; for when, some two

hours after I had declined his request, I called for a glass of

lemonade, my friend popped his head out of the coach-window, calling out

with a most beseeching air--

"Well but, Major, I say; stop till I get out: you'll drink _that_ with

me any how, won't you?"

He was in the bar-room at my heels in a twinkling, and I need hardly say

we emptied our glasses together very cordially, although their contents

would, I fancy, in my friend's opinion, have assimilated best in a mixed

state; for, giving his _sling_ a knowing twist as I swallowed my

excellent lemonade, he observed:

"Now that's a liquor I never could bring myself to try nohow, though I'm

sometimes rather speculatin' in drink, when I'm travellin' or out on a

frolic. Poorish stuff, I calculate: but _you_ hav'nt got the dyspepsy,

have you, Major?"

I assured my friend that I was perfectly free from dyspepsia, and that

it was because I desired to continue so that I avoided any stronger

drink before dinner.

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