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Text for Page 142 [12-28-1862]

               A Louisiana Sugar-Mill,
and smoked, of course.     Past the old bat-
tle ground, where so many Britons got killed;
the trees under which the doctors attended to
the wounded being pointed out; the place
where Packenham fell, &c.    Swamp, fields
of sugar-cane, trees covered with moss, a
long flat landscape.
  �In the Louisiana lowlands, lowlands,
	In the Louisiana lowlands, low!�
As the chorus of a popular song has it.   We
saw occasional live-oaks of magnificent
proportions.    The vicinity of the lake and ri-
ver afforded many opportunities of smuggling
goods to the rebels, in this part of the country,
which was done, to Butler�s great wrath, on
Sawyer�s report.     Debarking we found a
Dr Knapp awaiting us.       His wife had been
in the centre car, talked to by Strother.        Her
husband was a man of northern birth, a
dentist who had an establishment in Canal
Street (the Broadway of New Orleans) who
owned a sugar plantation and slaves.   He
welcomed us to his house, a rather decayed-
looking wooden one, where first of all we
drank and then strolled out to see the
premises.   Through the garden, where contain-
ed orange trees and American aloes, to
the sugar house, where we walked along               
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