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Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries: Volume 6, page 163, October 15, 1853

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Identifier: DX04178820

Title: Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries: Volume 6, page 163, October 15, 1853

Description: Describes spending the night at a farmhouse in Alabama on his way to Louisiana by horseback, and meeting a man on the road just out of prison.


side of the tavern, for the estimable purpose of passing democratic comments on passers by. On, over the hot yellow, blinding sand roads, through the mountain, or rather hilly, Alabama scenery. Soon we came up to a pedestrian. He was a long, thin, keen, restless eyed, shabbily dressed fellow; and after a few questions [Oliver] Kellam invited him to mount one of the horses; which he very readily did. The path lay all amid forest now, and was very narrow; I rode on, some distance in front. Presently came up the acquisition. We held some talk together, of the country, and its produce, he telling me he was walking home, into Mississippi, some thirty or forty miles. We did a longer days ride than anticipated, the owner of the place intended having left off entertaining travellers for some years. So perforce, through the dark forest we had to go for six miles further. Our chance acquaintance, having once quitted us, as we watered the horses, had again appeared in an unexpected manner; and now trudged on. Presently, in a wild looking open part of the country, a farm house appeared on our left. “I reckon they’re at supper now!” quoth our acquaintance. There was a group outside, round a table under the eaves of the rough log-hut. We put the customary enquiries; and after an hour or so, Maurice [Keane] and Kellam returned from the stables, having done what they could with the horses, and green corn. Presently we were bidden to supper, and trooped out from the fire side to it. I shall not readily forget that repast. The wild landscape all around, the dank night breeze, and the rough spoken repulsive woman at the table. The others sate it out bareheaded, I stuck to my hat. It was over, then back to the room. A rough interior, log built; chinks in sides and roof; and as you sat by the brick chimney side, you could look out through cracks and crevices into the night. But meantime our road-side companion has been talking with myself and our landlord. He acknowledges he’s just out of prison, having therein been cast for threatening to shoot a man. That he was formerly accused of shooting a man, but was not

Rights: NoC-US


Dates: 1853-10-15

Type(s): Diary

Maker/Creator: Gunn, Thomas Butler, 1826-1903

Subjects: Diaries


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