And now let us go down to near the mouth of the Father of Waters, to “Barra Tarra Land” or Barren Land, as it was called of old by Cervantes, in the kingdom of Sancho Panza. Strange how little the great men of the old world knew of this new world! In one of his plays Shakespeare speaks of ships from Mexico; in another he means to mention the Bermudas. Burns speaks of a Newfoundland dog as
“Whelped in a country far abroad
Where boatmen gang to fish for cod,”
and Byron gets in a whole lot about Daniel Boone; but as a rule we were ignored.
Barra Tarra, so called, is the very richest part of this globe. It must have been rich always, rich as the delta1 of the Nile; but now, with the fertility of more than a dozen States dumped along there annually2, it is rich as cream is rich.
The fish, fowl3, oysters4 of Barra Tarra—ah, the oysters! No oysters in the world like these for flavor, size and sweetness. They are so enormous in size that—but let me illustrate6 their size by an anecdote7 of the war.
A Yankee captain, hungry and worn out hewing8 his way with his sword from Chicago to the sea, as General Logan had put it, sat down in a French restaurant in New Orleans, and while waiting for a plate of the famous Barra Tarra raw oysters, saw that a French creole sitting at the same little side table was turning over and over with his fork a solitary9 and most tempting10 oyster5 of enormous size, eyeing it ruefully.
“Why don’t you eat him?”
“By gar! I find him too big for me. You like?”
“Certainly. Not too big for me. See this!” and snatching the fork from the Frenchman the oyster was gone at a gulp11.
The little Frenchman shrugged12 his shoulders, looked at the gallant13 officer a moment and then said in a fit of enthusiastic admiration15:
“By gar, Monsieur Capitaine, you are one mighty16 brave man! I did try him t’ree times zat way, but he no stay.”
The captain threw up his arms and—his oyster!—so runs the story.
The soil along the river bank is so rich that weeds, woods, vines, trench17 close and hard on the heels of the plowman. A plantation18 will almost perish from the earth, as it were, by a few years of abandonment. And so it is that you see miles and miles on either side—parishes on top of parishes, in fact—fast returning to barbarism, dragging the blacks by thousands down to below the level of brutes19 with them, as you descend20 from New Orleans toward the mouth of the mighty river, nearly one hundred miles from the beautiful “Crescent City.” And, ah, the superstition21 of these poor blacks!
You see hundreds of little white houses, old “quarters,” and all tenantless22 now, save one or two on each plantation. Cheap sugar and high wages, as compared with old times of slavery—but then the enormous cost of keeping up the levees, and above all, the continued peril23 to life and property, with a mile of swift, muddy water sweeping24 seaward high above your head—these things are making a desert of the richest lands on earth. We are gaining ground in the West, but we are losing ground in the South, the great, silent South.
Of course, the world, we, civilization, will turn back to this wondrous25 region some day, when we have settled the West; for the mouth of the mightiest26 river on the globe is a fact; it is the mouth by which this young nation was trained in its younger days, and we cannot ignore it in the end, however willing we may be to do so now.
Strange how wild beasts and all sorts of queer creatures are overrunning the region down there, too, growing like weeds, increasing as man decreases. I found a sort of marsh27 bear here. He looks like the sloth28 bear (Ursus Labiatus) of the Ganges, India, as you see him in the Zoo of London, only he is not a sloth, by any means. The negroes are superstitiously29 afraid of him, and their dogs, very numerous, and good coon dogs, too, will not touch him. His feet are large and flat, to accommodate him in getting over the soft ground, while his shaggy and misshapen body is very thin and light. His color is as unlovely as his shape—a sort of faded, dirty brown or pale blue, with a rim31 of dirty white about the eyes that makes him look as if he wore spectacles when he stops and looks at you.
As he is not fit to eat because he lives on fish and oysters, sportsmen will not fire at him; and as the poor, superstitious30, voodoo-worshiping negroes, and their dogs, too, run away as soon as he is seen, he has quite a habit of stopping and looking at you through his queer spectacles as long as you are in sight. He looks to be a sort of second-hand32 bear, his shaggy, faded, dirty coat of hair looking as if he had been stuffed, like an old sofa, with the stuffing coming out—a very second-hand appearance, to be sure.
Now, as I have always had a fondness for skins—having slept on them and under them all my life, making both bed and carpet of them—I very much wanted a skin of this queer marsh bear which the poor negroes both adore and dread33 as a sort of devil. But, as no one liked him well enough to kill him, I must do it myself; and with this object, along with my duty to describe the drowning plantations34, I left New Orleans with Colonel Bloom, two good guns, and something to eat and to drink, and swept down the great river to the landing in the outer edge of the timber belt.
And how strange this landing! As a rule you have to climb up to the shore from a ship. Here, after setting foot on the levee, we walked down, down, down to reach the level land—a vast field of fevers.
I had a letter of introduction to the “preacher.” He was a marvel35 of rags, preached every day and night, up and down the river, and received 25 cents a day from the few impoverished36 white planters, too poor to get away, for his influence for good among the voodoo blacks. Not that they could afford to care for the negroes, those few discouraged and fever-stricken planters on their plantations of weeds and water, but they must, now and then, have these indolent and retrograding blacks to plant or cut down their cane37, or sow and gather their drowning patches of rice, and the preacher could preach them into working a little, when right hungry.
The ragged38 black took my letter and pretended to read it. Poor fellow, he could not read, but pride, or rather vanity, made him act a lie. Seeing the fact, I contrived39 to tell him that it was from a colored clergyman, and that I had come to get him and his dogs to help me kill a bear. The blacks now turned white; or at least white around the lips. The preacher shuddered40 and shrugged his shoulders and finally groaned41 in his grief.
Let us omit the mosquitoes, the miserable42 babies, nude43 as nature, and surely very hungry in this beauteous place of fertility. They hung about my door, a “quarters” cabin with grass knee high through the cracks in the floor, like flies, till they got all my little store of supplies, save a big flask44 of “provisions” which General Beauregard had given me for Colonel Bloom, as a preventive against the deadly fever. No, it was not whiskey, not all whiskey, at least, for it was bitter as gall14 with quinine. I had to help the Colonel sample it at first, but I only helped him sample it once. It tasted so vilely45 that it seemed to me I should, as between the two, prefer fever.
And such a moon! The ragged minister
stood whooping46 up his numerous dogs and gathering47 his sullen48 clan49 of blacks to get that bear and that promised $5.
Away from up toward New Orleans, winding50, sweeping, surging, flashing like a mighty sword of silver, the Father of Waters came through the air, high above our heads and level with the topmost limit of his artificial banks. The blacks were silent, ugly, sullen, and so the preacher asked for and received the five silver dollars in advance. This made me suspicious, and, out of humor, I went into my cabin and took Colonel Bloom into a corner and told him what had been done. He did not say one word but took a long drink of preventive against the fever, as General Beauregard had advised and provided.
Then we set out for the woods, through weeds that reached to our shoulders, the negroes in a string, slow, silent, sullen and ugly, the brave bear dogs only a little behind the negroes. The preacher kept muttering a monotonous51 prayer.
But that moon and that mighty sword of silver in the air, the silence, the large solemnity, the queer line of black heads barely visible above the sea of weeds! I was not right certain that I had lost any bear as we came to the edge of the moss52-swept cypress53 woods, for here the negroes all suddenly huddled54 up and muttered and prayed with one voice. Aye, how they prayed in their piteous monotone! How sad it all was!
The dogs had sat down a few rods back, a line of black dots along the path through the tall weeds, and did not seem to care for anything at all. I had to lay my hand on the preacher’s shoulder and ask him to please get on; then they all started on together, and oh, the moon, through the swaying cypress moss, the mighty river above!
It was with great effort that I got them to cross a foot-log that lay across a lagoon55 only a little way in the moss-hung woods, the brave dogs all the time only a short distance behind us still. It was a hot night and the mosquitoes were terrible in the woods, but I doubt if they bite the blacks as they did me. Surely not, else they would not be even as nearly alive as they are.
Having got them across the lagoon, I gave them each 25 cents more, and this made them want to go home. The dogs had all sat down in a queer row on the foot-log. Such languor56, such laziness, such idiotic57 helplessness I never saw before, even on the Nile. The blacks, as well as the dogs, seemed to be afraid to move now. The preacher again began to mumble58 a prayer, and the whole pack with him; and then they prayed again, this time not so loudly. And although there was melody of a sort in their united voices, I am certain they used no words, at least no words of any real language.
Suddenly the dogs got up and came across and hid among the men, and the men huddled up close; for right there on the other end of the log, with his broad right foot resting on it, was the shaggy little beast we were hunting for. We had found our bear, or rather, he had found us, and it was clear that he meant to come over and interview us at once.
The preacher crouched59 behind me as I cocked and raised my gun, the blacks hid behind the preacher, and I think, though I had not time to see certainly, that the dogs hid behind the blacks.
I fired at the dim white spot on the bear’s breast and sent shot after shot into his tattered60 coat, for he was not ten lengths of an old Kentucky ramrod distant, and he fell dead where he stood, and I went over and dragged him safely up on the higher bank.
Then the wild blacks danced and sang and sang and danced, till one of them slipped and fell into the lagoon. They fished him out and all returned to where I was, with the dead bear, dogs and all in great good spirits. Tying the bear’s feet together with a withe they strung him on a pole and we all went back home, the blacks singing all the way some barbaric half French song at the top of their melodious61 voices.
But Colonel Bloom was afraid that the one who had fallen in the river might take the fever, and so as soon as we got safe back he drank what was left in the bottle General Beauregard had sent him and he went to sleep; while the superstitious blacks huddled together under the great levee and skinned the bear in the silver moonlight, below the mighty river. I gave them each a silver dollar—very bright was the brand new silver from the mint of New Orleans, but not nearly so bright as the moon away down there by the glowing rim of the Mexican seas where the spectacled bear abides62 in the classic land, Barra Tarra, Kingdom of Sancho Panza.
点击
收听单词发音
收听单词发音 |
1
delta
|
|
| n.（流的）角洲 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
2
annually
|
|
| adv.一年一次，每年 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
3
fowl
|
|
| n.家禽，鸡，禽肉 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
4
oysters
|
|
| 牡蛎( oyster的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
5
oyster
|
|
| n.牡蛎；沉默寡言的人 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
6
illustrate
|
|
| v.举例说明，阐明；图解，加插图 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
7
anecdote
|
|
| n.轶事，趣闻，短故事 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
8
hewing
|
|
| v.（用斧、刀等）砍、劈( hew的现在分词 )；砍成；劈出；开辟 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
9
solitary
|
|
| adj.孤独的，独立的，荒凉的；n.隐士 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
10
tempting
|
|
| a.诱人的, 吸引人的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
11
gulp
|
|
| vt.吞咽，大口地吸（气）；vi.哽住；n.吞咽 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
12
shrugged
|
|
| vt.耸肩（shrug的过去式与过去分词形式） | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
13
gallant
|
|
| adj.英勇的，豪侠的；(向女人)献殷勤的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
14
gall
|
|
| v.使烦恼，使焦躁，难堪；n.磨难 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
15
admiration
|
|
| n.钦佩，赞美，羡慕 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
16
mighty
|
|
| adj.强有力的；巨大的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
17
trench
|
|
| n./v.(挖)沟，(挖)战壕 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
18
plantation
|
|
| n.种植园，大农场 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
19
brutes
|
|
| 兽( brute的名词复数 )； 畜生； 残酷无情的人； 兽性 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
20
descend
|
|
| vt./vi.传下来，下来，下降 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
21
superstition
|
|
| n.迷信，迷信行为 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
22
tenantless
|
|
| adj.无人租赁的，无人居住的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
|
23
peril
|
|
| n.(严重的)危险；危险的事物 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
24
sweeping
|
|
| adj.范围广大的，一扫无遗的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
25
wondrous
|
|
| adj.令人惊奇的，奇妙的；adv.惊人地；异乎寻常地；令人惊叹地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
26
mightiest
|
|
| adj.趾高气扬( mighty的最高级 )；巨大的；强有力的；浩瀚的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
27
marsh
|
|
| n.沼泽，湿地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
28
sloth
|
|
| n.[动]树懒；懒惰，懒散 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
29
superstitiously
|
|
| 被邪教所支配 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
30
superstitious
|
|
| adj.迷信的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
31
rim
|
|
| n.(圆物的)边，轮缘；边界 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
32
second-hand
|
|
| adj.用过的，旧的，二手的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
33
dread
|
|
| vt.担忧，忧虑；惧怕，不敢；n.担忧，畏惧 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
34
plantations
|
|
| n.种植园，大农场( plantation的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
35
marvel
|
|
| vi.(at)惊叹vt.感到惊异；n.令人惊异的事 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
36
impoverished
|
|
| adj.穷困的，无力的，用尽了的v.使（某人）贫穷( impoverish的过去式和过去分词 )；使（某物）贫瘠或恶化 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
37
cane
|
|
| n.手杖，细长的茎，藤条；v.以杖击，以藤编制的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
38
ragged
|
|
| adj.衣衫褴褛的，粗糙的，刺耳的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
39
contrived
|
|
| adj.不自然的，做作的；虚构的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
40
shuddered
|
|
| v.战栗( shudder的过去式和过去分词 )；发抖；（机器、车辆等）突然震动；颤动 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
41
groaned
|
|
| v.呻吟( groan的过去式和过去分词 )；发牢骚；抱怨；受苦 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
42
miserable
|
|
| adj.悲惨的，痛苦的；可怜的，糟糕的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
43
nude
|
|
| adj.裸体的；n.裸体者，裸体艺术品 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
44
flask
|
|
| n.瓶，火药筒，砂箱 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
45
vilely
|
|
| adv.讨厌地，卑劣地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
|
46
whooping
|
|
| 发嗬嗬声的，发咳声的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
47
gathering
|
|
| n.集会，聚会，聚集 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
48
sullen
|
|
| adj.愠怒的，闷闷不乐的，(天气等)阴沉的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
49
clan
|
|
| n.氏族，部落，宗族，家族，宗派 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
50
winding
|
|
| n.绕，缠，绕组，线圈 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
51
monotonous
|
|
| adj.单调的，一成不变的，使人厌倦的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
52
moss
|
|
| n.苔，藓，地衣 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
53
cypress
|
|
| n.柏树 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
54
huddled
|
|
| 挤在一起（huddle的过去式与过去分词形式） | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
55
lagoon
|
|
| n.泻湖，咸水湖 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
56
languor
|
|
| n.无精力，倦怠 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
57
idiotic
|
|
| adj.白痴的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
58
mumble
|
|
| n./v.喃喃而语，咕哝 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
59
crouched
|
|
| v.屈膝，蹲伏( crouch的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
60
tattered
|
|
| adj.破旧的，衣衫破的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
61
melodious
|
|
| adj.旋律美妙的，调子优美的，音乐性的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
62
abides
|
|
| 容忍( abide的第三人称单数 )； 等候； 逗留； 停留 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
| 欢迎访问英文小说网 |