[121] The present site of Petersburg, twenty-two miles below Covington,

was for many years known as Tanner's Station, being settled by and

named after Reverend John Tanner, the first Baptist preacher resident

in that part of Kentucky. It has not become a place of any size or

importance.--ED.

The hills on the river lower with round tops. Some tobacco on the

Kentucky side, but none on the other; it is never cultivated on an

extensive scale except in the slave states. In the free states cotton

and tobacco are only raised for home consumption.

{105} 26th. We passed Lories Island, and afterwards a small town of

Kentucky; its name we did not learn. The river banks much lower, and

the bottoms much wider, as the hills were further back. Not many houses

on the banks. We saw some wild ducks, woodpeckers, and snipes. We

advanced twenty-two miles; weather warm.

27th. The country less cultivated. About noon we landed at

Fredericksburg, in Kentucky, a place of about forty log-houses; we

purchased some butter at eighteen cents per pound. At dusk we passed

the Kentucky, a river of the state of the same name, and navigable

some distance up the country. After dark we passed Vevay and New

Switzerland,[122] and soon after got stuck on a sand bank; some of

us got into the water and turned the ark round, and then we floated

off again, and about midnight anchored. This day, twenty-five miles.

I regretted passing Vevay after it was dark, as I much wished to land

to inspect the vineyards belonging to a Swiss colony settled {106}

there, who cultivate the vine on a considerable scale, in the manner

of their native country. In the twilight we had a glimpse of their

vineyards, but too far off to see much of them. I have since learnt

that a few Swiss emigrants settled at New Switzerland in 1805, and in

1810 they had eight acres planted with vines, and in full bearing, and

from which they made two thousand four hundred gallons of wine, then

said to be very good. Since that time their vineyards are considerably

extended, but their wine of an inferior quality. They also cultivate

wheat, Indian corn, hemp, and flax. They are represented to be a sober,

industrious people, and much respected in the country. They speak the

French language, most of them having come from the frontiers adjoining

France.

[122] For the Swiss settlement at Vevay, see Bradbury's _Travels_,

volume v of our series, note 164.--ED.

28th. We landed at Port William,[123] Kentucky, a small place, and

procured some very excellent bread. As we proceeded slowly I landed on

the Indiana side, and went to two or three cottages; at one of {107}

them I got a peck of fine peaches, for which the inhabitants would not

take any money. They were hardly ripe, but made very good puddings; as

the settlements were new, none of the trees were six years old. At one

cabin a man showed me a tree on which there was then growing at least a

bushel of peaches; he had planted the stone from which this tree sprung

in the spring of 1816. We landed at a cabin in Indiana, where there

were a few vines cultivated after the Swiss method; viz. in rows about

six feet each way, and tied up to a stick four or five feet high. I was

told their appearance promised a productive crop, but a heavy shower of

rain prevented my examining them. The soil was rich, but very broken.

Only made sixteen miles; the weather showery, and much colder.

[123] Port William, now Carrollton, is situated at the mouth of the

Kentucky River. In 1789-90, General Scott built a blockhouse at that

point, which was occupied until 1792, when the town of Port William was

laid out.--ED.

29th. Early in the morning we reached the town of Madison in

Indiana,[124] capital of the county of Jefferson, of sixty or seventy

houses, a mixture of brick, frame, and log; {108} it has a steam-mill,

&c. The country less settled, and on the banks a much less number of

horses, cows, sheep, pigs, geese, &c. to be seen. This day we made

thirty miles or upwards.

[124] For the early history of Madison, Indiana, see Flint's _Letters_,

volume ix of our series, note 128.--ED.

30th. Both sides of the river more hilly, and but little land brought

into culture. In the forenoon we passed an island eighteen or twenty

miles above Louisville; the river much wider, the banks lower, with

but little space between them and the hills. We passed another island

twelve miles above Louisville, and, after sun-set, anchored opposite a

small town of Indiana.

Many new places are continually springing up on the bank, and numbers

of them soon go to decay, having nothing to recommend them except the

opinion of the proprietors. These are often a set of speculators, who

purchase land and attempt to puff it off as one of the best spots in

the western country; in short, in the whole world. A speculator like

those is a nuisance wherever he sets his foot.

{109} 31st. Passed six mile islands; keeping between them we got

sight of Louisville, which at that distance had a fine appearance.

We could see far beyond it, as the country below the falls is very

flat for many miles. The wind rising, we anchored four miles above

it, and some of us went to it by land. Louisville is a considerable

town of Kentucky, at the head of the Falls of the Ohio.[125] Many

boats unload here for the back country, others stop here to get a

pilot to take them over the Falls, and sometimes at low water to get

part of their lading carried by land to below the Falls. It possesses

some manufactories, and is a place of considerable trade, and with

the exception of Cincinnatti, is by far the best town I have seen in

the western country. It is seven hundred and six miles by water from

Pittsburg, and by the course of the river near fourteen hundred miles

from New Orleans. The river, opposite Louisville, is a mile wide, being

bent back by an island and a chain of rocks that runs {110} through the

river. These rocks are the cause of the Falls, as they pen back the

water about twenty-two feet above the level of the flat country below.

The town of Jeffersonville lies opposite,[126] on the Indiana side, and

many boats stop there for a pilot. We did not visit it, but we were

informed it was an elegant place, of a hundred and forty houses.

[125] Consult Croghan's _Journals_, in volume i of our series, note

106, for the history of Louisville.--ED.

[126] A brief account of Jeffersonville may be found in Flint's

_Letters_, volume ix of our series, note 80.--ED.

The best boat channel to pass the Falls is on the Indiana side, it

is called the Indian shoot; the next is called the middle, and the

other the Kentuckian shoot; the last was dry when we were there.

In high water they may all be passed without danger, but in a dry

season, as when we passed, it requires a skilful pilot, and even then

is attended with some danger. Some English from Puttenham in Surrey,

near Godalming, passed these Falls during the night in a small skiff,

without perceiving any of them, the water being then very high. In the

morning they enquired how far they had to the Falls, and could hardly

{111} be persuaded they had passed them. There is an opposition between

the towns of Louisville and Jeffersonville, as to making a canal for

vessels to pass the Falls by the means of locks, each wanting it on

their side, as most of the traffic would of course be on that side

where the canal was.

As we returned to our boat, we passed the stump of a sycamore, lately

cut, that three feet from the ground measured eleven feet one way and

ten feet the other; the tree was gone, so we could not ascertain the

length of it, but the trees on the banks were of an immense size. In

the evening we anchored within a mile of Louisville. Made only seven

miles; weather very warm.

Sept. 1st. Early in the morning we anchored at the mouth of Bear Grass

Creek, that joins the Ohio on the upper side of Louisville. The store

goods were here unloaded, to the amount of ten thousand pounds weight.

I purchased the ark of Mr. Ferris for twenty-five dollars, and {112}

hired two men for eighteen dollars and their board, to take us to

Shawnestown, in Illinois, a distance of near three hundred miles. One

man was an Englishman, the other a Scotchman. Having trimmed our boat,

we expected to go over the Falls in the evening, but the pilot having

another boat to take over first, he did not return till too late for

us to go over, so we remained at Louisville all night. We purchased

a few articles for our voyage, but we should have done better, if we

had bought more at Cincinnatti, instead of afterwards doing it at

Shawnestown; but the difference was not very material. The heat very

oppressive, and in the evening, for the first time, we were annoyed

by mosquitoes. We saw great quantities of rats; the quay where we lay

was much infested with them. They were most likely brought from Europe,

as they are the same as the English rat. I have not seen one at the

Prairies, but there being plenty on the Ohio; and I suppose on the

Wabash, {113} most likely we shall soon receive a visit from them.

2d. Soon after sun-rise our boat proceeded to go over the Falls. Mr.

Ferris was so kind as to go with it; Mr. C. and my eldest son also

went. We hired two more men, besides the two going to Shawneetown,

as our boat drew twelve inches of water, and there were only fifteen

or sixteen inches for some distance over the Falls in the middle,

and less, if ever so little on either side. The rest of us walked to

below the Falls. They rowed the ark some distance up the stream on

the Kentucky side, and they then crossed into the middle shoot, and

proceeded to Shippingport, a small town of Kentucky, at the end of

the Falls.[127] They passed them with perfect safety, except that the

rocks cut the rope of the skiff by which it was tied to the ark, and

it was lost on them. We breakfasted at Shippingport, in company with

Mr. Ferris, with whom we settled all accompts; he then took leave of

us, and {114} returned to Louisville on foot, purposing to walk to

Wheeling. It is but justice to Mr. Ferris to say, he was very obliging

during the time he was with us, and most attentive to the care of the

boat and the store goods committed to his charge.

[127] For the early history of Shippingport, consult Cuming's _Tour_,

volume iv of our series, note 171.--ED.

We started, and soon passed an island where we got a hard rap on some

rocks; we now found we had lost our pilot with Mr. Ferris; both our

new men were much intoxicated, and this they most times continued to

be afterwards, whenever they could get liquor; Thomas, the Englishman,

in particular. We landed at New Albany,[128] a small town of Indiana,

and procured a few provisions which were short at Louisville and

Shippingport, and at every other place we touched at till we reached

Shawneetown, most of the bacon, pork, &c. having been sent off to New

Orleans in the spring. We came thirteen or fourteen miles. In the

evening the mosquitoes were very troublesome.

[128] A note on the settlement of New Albany is given in Hulme's

_Journal_, _ante_, note 15.--ED.

3d. We found our ark had sprung {115} a leak from hitting on the

rocks yesterday, so that we were obliged to be frequently pumping.

The country below New Albany less settled than above, but most on the

Indiana side.[129] At noon we passed Salt river; it crosses Kentucky

from north to south, and in a wet season, at least, it is navigable a

good distance. We afterwards passed Otter creek, and found the country

more cultivated; and at dusk, Doe creek; our progress thirty miles. We

purchased at Louisville "The Pittsburg Navigator," to serve instead

of a pilot. We found much difference, in regard to distances, between

the book and the accounts we received on the river; but the directions

respecting sand-banks and islands we found pretty correct; and these

were of some use to us.

[129] Salt River, Kentucky, rises in Mercer County, and flowing

northward and then westward, enters the Ohio at West Point, twenty

miles below Louisville. Fifteen miles from its mouth, it receives a

branch nearly as large as itself, called the Rolling Fork.--ED.

4th. At ten o'clock, we reached the town of Northampton, in Indiana; a

place of twenty-five or thirty log-houses. We landed for some whiskey;

for our men would do nothing without, and but little with too {116}

much of it. The river narrower than above Louisville, and the current

brisker; this was generally the case where the river was narrow, as by

islands, sand-banks, &c. In the evening we passed Little Blue river and

two islands. Thirty miles this day.

5th. At nine o'clock we passed the Big Blue river, sixty or seventy

yards wide; it rises in the north of Indiana, and runs south and south

east, till it enters the Ohio, eighty-seven miles below Louisville. The

country much resembles that below Wheeling, rocky, and the hills close

to the river, first on one side then on the other. We landed at several

cabins to procure provisions, but found them very scarce, most of the

settlements being new. We met a keel-boat, the people on board greatly

in want of provisions; they applied to us, but our stock was too low

to supply them with any. At dark we passed Flint island, without any

difficulty; this is said to be a bad place. We made about thirty miles.

6th. At nine o'clock we reached Rome, {117} the capital of Perry

county,[130] a town of Indiana, laid out in 1818; about twenty houses

built, and building; a stone jail begun, the second floor laid with

solid logs, ten or twelve inches thick, the roof not put on. We

purchased sixteen pounds of very lean beef for a dollar; it was killed

the evening before, and salted immediately, yet such was the heat of

the weather it was scarcely eatable. No bacon, pork, or vegetables

to be procured. A garden is the last thing that is thought of by the

generality of the Americans. We landed at several cabins and procured

a few small potatoes, and some ears of green Indian corn, (here called

roasting ears,) but we boiled them; they ate something like green

peas, but not quite so good. We bought an old skiff for a dollar, to

supply the place of the one we lost on the Falls. Our progress nearly

seventeen miles.

[130] This town, a hundred miles below Louisville, was settled in 1808

by two pioneers named William Taylor and Joseph Wright. For many years

it was the seat of Perry County, but in half a century did not acquire

more than two hundred inhabitants.--ED.

7th. We started at sun-rise, as we generally did, but the wind was so

much against us we were obliged to anchor at eight {118} o'clock, at

Clover creek. We landed in Indiana, and got near a bushel of peaches

for ten-pence. Here we saw some children setting off to school; one boy

came to the cabin to light his segar, that he might take a whiff going

along to school. The men smoke segars, and many of the women (at least

the married ones) pipes; we frequently saw women nursing their children

with pipes in their mouths. And we often saw them washing on the banks

of the rivers, as there is plenty of drift-wood. It saves the trouble

of carrying fuel and water; and it is colder on the banks of rivers

than near their cabins. Most of the women were surrounded by a number

of young children; indeed, the first thing that strikes a traveller

on the Ohio is the immense number of children, many of them almost

naked. They do not appear healthy; but they look happy, rolling in the

water and dirt. We often saw very little boys swimming in the river,

sometimes leading others that could not walk: thus {119} the dread of

water wears off while they are very young: I never heard of any of

these children being drowned.

At ten o'clock we again set forward till two o'clock, when we passed

Doe creek; the wind still getting higher, we anchored till near

sun-set, when we again floated on. We found it was often the case for

the wind to rise or sink with the sun; and that it was almost always

from the south, south west, or west; and very seldom from the north, or

east; and as the Ohio runs towards the south west, it was but seldom in

our favour. And from what I have heard and read, the wind is generally

the same as we found it; and this is the reason why vessels are so long

descending the Ohio and Mississippi rivers, at least in low water.

At high water they descend much more rapidly, as the current is then

a great deal swifter, and the wind makes but little difference. But

vessels with sails, often proceed as quickly up the Ohio as those do

that float down; so that the advantage that is lost one way is {120}

gained the other. This day only seven miles.

8th. At day light we grounded on a sand bar for a few minutes; and at

eight o'clock reached Troy, a small town of Indiana; and afterwards

passed Anderson's river, from fifty to sixty yards wide.[131] The wind

rising, obliged us to anchor a short distance below. I landed on the

Indiana side, and walked three or four miles down the bank. I found a

little cabin, situated on a small plantation, surrounded on all sides

with high rocks, except against the river. The soil was so rich that

the Indian corn was the largest I have ever seen; the owner said, it

was eighteen feet high, but I think he made the most of it. I picked

up a stick about six feet long, and, by measuring it with that and

my own height, I should judge the highest of it was from fourteen to

sixteen feet. There were great quantities of beans, pompions, and

melons, running on and between the corn, all very luxuriant; in short,

much larger than I ever {121} saw before or since. I then went to the

next cabin; most of the way very rocky, but there the country more

open; the owner was winnowing wheat, by the wind without any fan. The

wheat was very coarse; it was sown in the spring; he said the land on

the river was too rich for wheat, and subject to floods in the winter

and spring; and when sown in the spring subject to rust or blight.

But Indian corn came to high perfection. I saw a bear skin hanging up

to dry; he informed me the country some distance back was rough and

unsettled, and abounded with bears, wolves, deer, racoons, opossums,

polecats, and other wild animals; and that they had frequently hunting

parties. I asked him if a wounded bear was not a dangerous animal; he

said he had frequently wounded them, and never saw one attempt to turn.

He had, during the course of his life, killed more than a hundred.

In their hunting parties they have always some stout dogs with them;

but, he said, it was common for one man to {122} go alone, but never

without dogs. Here I tasted the ripe fruit of the pawpaw or papaw, an

extremely rich fruit, in flavour something like a pine-apple. I did not

relish it; this they told me was often the case at first tasting it,

but when accustomed to it people were fond of it. We did not see any

more of these trees on the Ohio, but my son and Mr. C. saw a great many

of them on the Wabash, in their voyage up that river. From this cabin

I walked two miles, mostly through woods, to another; no provisions to

be procured here, the people being newly settled. In this walk I passed

fourteen or fifteen wild turkeys, in a field. As they only gently

walked into the woods, I did not suspect they were wild ones; but

mentioning them at the cabin, I was told there were no tame turkeys

for many miles, but plenty of wild ones.

[131] Anderson's Creek, rising in Crawford County, serves in the latter

part of its course as the dividing line between Spencer and Perry

counties. In high water it is navigable for flatboats for about thirty

miles. Thomas Lincoln came with his family to Anderson's Creek in 1815,

and with the help of Abraham ran a ferry until the fall of 1817.

Troy, near the mouth of the creek, was laid out in 1818.--ED.

We returned to our ark, but, the wind continuing high, we could not

proceed. At sunset we had a heavy tempest; the storm increased after

we were a-bed. The {123} thunder and lightning, and the wind equally

strong, and afterwards the rain poured down in torrents; and, driven on

by the winds, came into our ark in every direction; so that most of us

got completely wet in our beds. It continued for an hour, and was, by

far, the most awful storm I ever knew. It made our ark shake very much,

as we lay in shallow water, the wind driving us against the sand; but

we were in no danger of being driven on shore, as the water shallowed

very gradually, and we were a considerable distance from the bank.

We had no large trees near us; and indeed it is advisable to avoid

anchoring, during a thunder storm, near heavy timbers, as old trees

frequently then fall.

9th. In the morning we set forward; afterwards some of us landed in

Kentucky, and went about a mile to a horse-mill, where we procured

some flour and vegetables. We continued on the river banks for near

five miles; the country mostly in a state of nature. In the afternoon

we {124} went to a cabin, and purchased some provisions; here we saw

a small piece of land planted with cotton, just beginning to ripen.

The person who belonged to it was from South Carolina; he said this

cotton was as good, if not better, than that in Carolina. But most I

have heard speak on the subject, say that the southern cotton is much

better than that on the Ohio; and that it will not pay for raising in

Kentucky, Indiana, and Illinois, except a little for home use. In the

evening we passed some very high rocks named "The Lady Washington," and

near them the small town of Rockport, in Indiana.[132] We met with a

bad sand-bar, that took us two hours strong exertion to get over. This

day twenty-five miles. Weather warm and pleasant; mosquitoes a little

troublesome.

[132] As Woods intimates, Rockport, known also as Hanging Rock,

received its name from an immense boulder which projected into the

Ohio, since removed as an impediment to navigation. The settlement of

Rockport began about 1808, and it is now the seat of Spencer County,

and the only Indiana town which Woods has mentioned for some pages

past, which is of any importance at the present time.--ED.

10th. Soon after day-light we passed Yellow Banks, but we did not see

the town. We afterwards passed an island, called in the "Pittsburg

Navigator," number seventy. In the evening the men landed, at a small

place {125} in Indiana, to get some whiskey, but none to be had, to

the great disappointment of our two men, who did not stay to learn the

name of the place, but came away in a great rage because there was no

whiskey to be had. This was pleasing intelligence to us, as they had

been very troublesome when in liquor, especially Thomas. About thirty

miles this day.

11th. We had a little rap from a log sunk in the river, and twice we

got a-ground before sun-rise. Very early in the morning we passed

Green river, 200 yards wide, navigable for many miles; it rises far

up in Kentucky; it runs west and south west. At sun-rise we passed

Green island, and at eight o'clock reached Evansville,[133] Indiana;

it is the county town of Vanderburg; it is not three years old. It

is situated near Pigeon creek, a middling size stream in winter, but

nearly dry in summer. There is a settlement of English emigrants

eight or ten miles back from Evansville, called Saundersville.[134]

Several of our fellow-passengers {126} in the Resolution had reached

it about a week before, and are now settled there. This morning I

first noticed cane growing on the banks; it is an evergreen, and much

sought after by cattle in the winter. In the afternoon we reached the

town of Hendersonville, or Red Banks, capital of Henderson county,

Kentucky.[135] There are about 100 houses, a jail, a court-house, some

large tobacco warehouses, and a steam-mill, &c. &c. Here we procured

some bread, but no meat to be had. It is situated on a high bank, above

high-water mark. The size of the apple-trees showed it had been settled

some years. There is much tobacco cultivated in the country to the back

of it, and sent to distant markets; but I saw none on the banks of the

river. This day 26 miles by water, but very few by land, the river

making nearly a circle. The weather extremely hot at night, and much

tormented with sand-flies and mosquitoes; the stings of the latter made

some of my family swell, and produced great {127} itching, which, if

rubbed, occasioned small sores, and made them much worse.

[133] For the history of Evansville, see Hulme's _Journal_, _ante_,

note 16.--ED.

[134] See _ante_, note 2. Saundersville, which was platted by John

Ingle, did not contain an inhabitant by 1830. Inglefield now occupies

the same site.--ED.

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