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Text for Page 113 [09-20-1853]

              tacled youngish man had travelled in Europe.    Much talk of Seward,
all being his warm admirers.         Breaking up, I parting from Mr
Pomeroy held my way towards the National, but met the object of
my quest Frisell, by the way.     Taking my arm we walked onwards
towards the �Campus Martins� together.  He had been in Ohio, bought
in coal mine, & was now busying about it, here.    Amazon Expedition is
deferred till January.           Soon came Campeau with horse & buggy,
and stepping in, I am whirled away, about the outskirts of Detroit.
Wide avenue like roads, trees around them, snug wooden built houses
of all sorts.           Southwards, by the side of the beautiful clear Detroit
river to an extensive, but now abandoned military fort.    Rampart
& foss, won semicircles for removed cannon & a near row of stone
houses.     Backwards, & through and about the thriving, handsome
streets.     Met Wall.    Off northwards, to the little stream, or rather
the place yclept Bloody Run, from the terrible ambush fight in
Pontiac�s time.     Peaceful enough now, with rushes & pods, shanties,
pigs & a few Irishwomen about.        Before us lay, above, spacious
well treed Hog Island, owned by Campeau & two or three members
of his family.    There are important fisheries there, & two weeks from
hence the season commences.  Huge nets, miles long for the capture of white-
fish, packed then & sent to Chicago & the west.      Campeau is a
good-looking, fair haired, pleasant humored young man, of French descent,
most friendly and agreeable.       To a race course, where trotting &c is
done, to an Inn and stables adjacent, where were beautiful sleek
race-horses, so washed, nursed, brushed & tended, so snugly lodged,
that but for the moral of Dibdin�s High Mettled Racer�s end, one
might have envied them.  Notable horses, of race & blood were they.               
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