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Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
Contributing Library: Tisch Library
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Pass 411 finished Indian canoes fashioned from thetrunks of great cypress trees that grew onits banks. Wild turkeys were abundantand tame, deer plentiful, and we flushed anumber of flocks of quail. We had carriedno guns in the Glades; it was weeks sincewe had eaten a Christian meal and there-fore it was that no scrap of the turkeygobbler that was served for our first supperwas left over for breakfast. It may havebeen a tame turkey—I asked no questions—but that night, as I rested on a fragrant herbs and vines, giving names and charac-teristics, knowledge born of a trip with abotanist. Cattle recognized his voice atthe distance of a mile, half-wild razor-backsbrought their families to him from half thatdistance and owls held conversation v/ithhim at night. When we traveled after darkthe camera-man and I rode in the cart. Byday we could see the venomous snakes whichfilled the fields and swamps and overflowedupon the road. I dont know how many wekilled. We were at it most of the time.
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Th e camera-man s pent a day in getting acquainted with the Indian maidens, but succeeded onlyafter he had donned a scarlet Seminole shirt. bed of pennyroyal, I quieted my consciencewith the reflection that malum prohibitumwas not always malum in se. As the slow-moving oxen wore away the days, the land-scape changed and in place of the flora ofthe swamp came areas of tall pines above acarpet of low-growing scrub palmetto, alter-nating with shallow ponds and meadows ofgrass from which half-wild cattle, wary asdeer, gazed upon us with apprehensive eyes.One of the boys walked beside me, gather-ing specimens of grasses, weeds, flowers, When we reached the big flower gardenknown as the Caloosahatchee River thecamera-man and the scribe got into thelarger canoe and, towing the other, pad-dled down the stream. Wind and tide arethe landscape gardeners of this river, atone hour filling it from bank to bank withthe lovely water hyacinth; at anotherbreaking the mass up into islands andbanks of fl

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