Describes his journey by horseback through Tennessee on the way to Louisiana, and comments on the threat of Yellow Fever in the South. Transcription: 6 7 Friday. An hour ?s riding brought us into Tenesee [Tennessee]. Few adventures I can recall to mind of this day. We [Gunn, Oliver Kellam, Keane Richards, and Maurice Keane] took our homeopathic lunch in a deep ravine, behind a roadside hotel, riding the horses down a hazardously steep path, to where was a little spring. On the road again, which now lay through noble scenery, winding round hills, mighty forest trees above and filling all the w
Describes his journey by horseback through Tennessee on the way to Louisiana, and comments on the threat of Yellow Fever in the South. Transcription: 6 7 Friday. An hour ?s riding brought us into Tenesee [Tennessee]. Few adventures I can recall to mind of this day. We [Gunn, Oliver Kellam, Keane Richards, and Maurice Keane] took our homeopathic lunch in a deep ravine, behind a roadside hotel, riding the horses down a hazardously steep path, to where was a little spring. On the road again, which now lay through noble scenery, winding round hills, mighty forest trees above and filling all the wild hollows below. At a turnpike, the collectress asked, queerly enough ?ǣWhat did you pay last place, Stranger? Stopped at Gooderichville, little place, hotel good, clean and comfortable. Newspapers from south here, with accounts of the horrible prevalence of Yellow Fever everywhere. ? This was the first time I ?d thought of it; though knowing rightwell of its ravages in New Orleans, up the Mississippi bans, and ? all through the country where we were going. Unacclimated folk had been warned not to risk it; ? true we intending no passing through any infected town, but was it not part of the atmosphere ?s effect? However at this date I thought little about it, ? not thinking how the Horror grew as we approached it 8 7. Saturday. Blistering hot weather, roads covered with blinding dust. Long ago I ?d got over my bad horse-manship, and as the journeyed continued became a pretty decent Centaur. Into Nashville, Tenessee ?s capitol by an hour after noontide. Over a handsome suspension bridge into the town; the remains of a former one, in the shape of two ruinous towers rising from the waters, at a little distance farther down. The City, a handsome, hot one, was lazily busy, it being mark market day, and certain races in progress. We put up at the City Hotel; a large, pretentious, ill-kept one. Great onslaughts made on Keene Richards and Kellam for the object of selling or buyin
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