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A rustic bridge, formed by rough tree trunks crossing the stream, pendant willow
and copsewood, streamlet gurgling and eddying round the roots of the trees,
or the small islands of pebbles and dead leaves.     There I sat and sketched
till sunset, undisturbed by human sound, save the cry of a man ploughing
with oxen in the adjacent field;   or a pretty girl who with a dog
crossed the bridge.      Back to Mr Hart and Dillon;   saw a musk
rat, defunct, and dead snake some three feet long, whose head had
been jerked off, in whip-lash fashion, by Wolf junior.      Supper,  
the girl whom I had seen being present   (one Miss Lyon, daughter of a 
neighbouring farmer.)      Sate in the parlour, fumigating with Mr
Hart, Dillon and Wolf during the evening, then at about 9, to the
upper floor, (on the landing place of which I noted an old spinning wheel)
to a near whitewashed room, with shelving roof on one side, and a small
window, which slid back into the wall on being opened, into a comfortable
bed, bulgy underneath, where I made one nap of the night.
  13. Sunday.  Up about 6, and after breakfast, determined on a 
walk to  the Sound , with Dillon and Mr Hart set off, through the
lanes.  How different is American to English landscape.   Everywhere here,
are yon reminded how new to civilization is this country;   in England
all is as Emerson says, as if finished with a pencil ,   undramed
land here, much rock and underwood, water streams every where. All
looked bare, more so than at this time of the year I should have imagined.
Passing through villages, mostly of wood tenements, and the church the same,
meeting few people, at length we came to a road, formerly the main one
to Boston.   At a tavern  Shute s  there, awaiting the arrival of the stage,
Mr Hart wishing to get newspapers. Idling outside with Dillon, watching
two young fellows putting out boat for eel-fishing, in one of the straggling
necks of water proceeding from the Sound, a big musk-rat is diserned
Title:Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries, Volume Two: page seventy-seven
Description:Describes his country walks with Mr. Hart and Dillon Mapother.
Subject:Emerson, Ralph Waldo; Gunn, Thomas Butler; Hart; Leisure; Lyon, Miss; Mapother, Dillon; Nature; Wolf; Wolf, Charley
Coverage (City/State):[New Rochelle, New York]
Scan Date:2011-02-07


Title:Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries, Volume Two
Description:Includes descriptions of Gunn's attempts to find drawing work among New York publishers, brief employment in an architectural office, visits to his soldier friend William Barth on Governors Island, boarding house living, drawing at actor Edwin Forrest's home at Fonthill Castle, and sailing and walking trips taken with friends.
Subject:Boardinghouses; Books and reading; Gunn, Thomas Butler; Military; Publishers and publishing; Religion; Travel; Women
Coverage (City/State):New York, New York
Note:Thomas Butler Gunn was born February 15, 1826, in Banbury, England, and came to New York in 1849. During the Civil War he worked as a correspondent for the New York Tribune and the New York Evening Post. He returned to England in 1863, and died in Birmingham in April 1903. The collection includes twenty-one volumes of his diaries, including newspaper clippings, letters, photographs, sketches, and various other items inserted by Gunn. Diary entries date from July 7, 1849, to April 7, 1863, and include his experiences with the New York publishing and literary world, his descriptions of boarding houses, his travels throughout the United States, and his experiences traveling with the Federal army as a Civil War correspondent.
Publisher:Missouri History Museum
Rights:Copyright 2011 Missouri History Museum.
Source:Page images, transcriptions, and metadata of the Thomas Butler Gunn diaries have been provided by the Missouri History Museum.