Outing . g difficult any-where. Then we would come to a bit ofupland where the oaks and greenswardmade the country look like a great park,and then plunge on in the forest. Thebayou gradually widened and once againcame plantations, the colored hands in thefields and the white quarters showingover the young cane. We reached Mor-gan City at nightfall and made a pleasantcamp under the oaks. Bayou Chien hereflowed into the mighty Atchafalaya,which, in turn, thirty miles below, poursinto the Gulf of Mexico. We lookedout on that swift, yellow flood, bearingthe drift and debris of the bankful Mis-siss
Outing . g difficult any-where. Then we would come to a bit ofupland where the oaks and greenswardmade the country look like a great park,and then plunge on in the forest. Thebayou gradually widened and once againcame plantations, the colored hands in thefields and the white quarters showingover the young cane. We reached Mor-gan City at nightfall and made a pleasantcamp under the oaks. Bayou Chien hereflowed into the mighty Atchafalaya,which, in turn, thirty miles below, poursinto the Gulf of Mexico. We lookedout on that swift, yellow flood, bearingthe drift and debris of the bankful Mis-sissippi with some doubts — we wouldhave to cross it and go some miles up toreach the Teche country. My remembrance of Morgan City isthat a pest of Argentine ants invadedcamp, that we dickered for two chickensfor fifteen cents each, and then discov-ered we had ten cents left with no appar-ent chance of cashing a check in thistown of strangers. Hens solicitude for This story began in the October OUTING [273]. SHRIMPERS PUTTING OUT TPIEIR SEINE FOR THE HAUL those chickens was touching. He crawledout of bed all hours of the night to seeif they were still roosting on the railfence by the tent where they had beentied. He mumbled about colored citizensand predatory possums in his sleep, andwas out with a Hooray! at daybreakwhen one of the youngsters , and wash-day. Sour-doughcakes and coffee for breakfast; but fordinner—oh, you Mawgan City chick-ens! One apiece. We went withoutlunch in order to be equal to them. Pushboats and johnboats went past usall morning, filled with colored folk onthe way to church. Some landed nearus to make their way through the leafywoods to town. The women had onbright headkerchiefs, and the men werevery solemn in black Sunday I came back from swimming I dis-covered Hen, as usual, had got into avast argument with the natives. One old grizzled-chop darky was ask-ing, Aint you-all tellin fawtchuneslike dem old Egypt folkses used to do?
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