my friend H, which was no sooner delivered, than both he and Mrs. T. vied with each other in their friendly attentions to me. They insisted on my not going farther that night, and manifested the greatest friendship for the writer of my introductory letter, by the warmth and kindness of their hospitality to me.
{318} CHAPTER LIV
Return to the northward through Natchez, Greenville and
Port Gibson—Bayau Pierre—General remarks on climate,
soil, water, face of the country, manners, productions,
&c.
On Tuesday, 13th September, I set out early, after returning thanks to my kind host and hostess. At two miles I passed Mrs. Hutchinson's on the right; one mile farther, Mr. Abner Green's on the left; three quarters of a mile beyond which, I left Mr. Poindexter's, member of congress from this territory, on the right.
I stopped for a few minutes at Mr. Dunbar's—sometimes known and addressed by the title of Sir William Dunbar, I know not on what foundation. He is a native of Scotland—is a gentleman of literature and philosophical research—is esteemed rich—and occupies one of the most tasty and best furnished cottages I have seen in the territory.
Passing three or four other large plantations in sight of the road, six miles more brought me to St. Catharine's creek, now an inconsiderable brook, but in floods an impassable torrent; crossing which I had two miles and a half to Col. William Scott's, where I stopped and dined with Mrs. Scott, the Col. being from home.
After dinner, taking the road through Natchez, I went to Mr. Blennerhasset's, where I supped and slept.
Wednesday, 14th, after breakfast, Mr. Blennerhasset
