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Stayed that night at Hurd's, which was a very good public house. The third night brought us to Jackson, which, if truth must be told, was then a rather sorry looking place-an unfavorable location. A few half finished buildings, and two or three persons lying sick at the inn kept by a Mr. Blackman, gave us a rather unfavorable impression. The supper table, however, was graced with a fine wild turkey, and after having refreshed and rested ourselves, the place seemed to wear a better aspect-so much do our own feelings give color to objects around. We next came to Sandstone, remarkable for nothing, as I could discover, but a fine patch of melons by the roadside, which exceeded in size anything I had ever seen. We alighted to rest, and had an opportunity of testing their good quality, through the politeness of Mr. Mathers, who kept the public house at that place. Proceeding onward we seemed to leave all traces of civilization behind. For many miles we saw neither house nor human being. We were far in advance of the rest of our party, and were alone in the deep solitude of nature. The early frosts of September had already touched the green foliage of the trees and the tall, rank grass of the prairie, giving them a somber and melancholy appearance, although there still remained many wild flowers, of purple and gold, scattered over the plains, telling how great must have been their profusion before their season was over.
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