to admit his tar buckett, in which he caught the tar as it ran. By this simple method he obtained tar enough for his wheels.
Sunday, Nov. 15, 1835
Left Clinton at quarter before 7 o'clock. Found a $10 note in the road. Breakfasted at Peebles', nine miles from Clinton, on the Ridge Road. Mr. Peebles has a fine crop of cotton. Met here Dr. Erskine and a Mr. -----, from Huntsville, Ala., who had started to go to Red River on horseback, but could not cross the swamps in Louisiana, and so abandoned the trip; now on their way back. Peebles and family formerly of Huntsville. Mrs. Peebles knew T. B. Adams, who she says now lives in Copia County, Miss. She does not like Mississippi. Says it is a fine place to make money in, but for nothing else. Passed a house where a poor Negro was undergoing an unmerciful flogging. I think I must have heard forty or fifty lashes severely laid on. Just here was over taken by Ira E. Williams, who is clerk in the Receiver's office at Clinton, who rode with me several hours. Offered to enter land for me. Memo. to see him hereafter. He said he had no doubt the entry I made was a very fine one. But he thought a good deal entered by J. F. Scott was bad. Invited me to go with him to a widow lady's, Mrs. Wren, where he would pass the night. I would have done so, but had carelessly left my spurs at Cowan's on Wednesday night, and had to go by for them. I also left my leggings at Clinton. My umbrella I had left at Charleston, Va.; this I have recovered. My great-coat I left at Helena. This I have not recovered, and fear I never shall. My spurs I have got. Minus, great-coat and leggings.
Overtaken by night and a storm of rain, and put into Hensley's, a small, mean, house, five miles from Vicksburg. Very much crowded. I got a bed to myself in a small shed room, in which was a man beastly drunk. A planter of the neighborhood, who had just sent 80 bags of cotton to Natchez, and had as much more to send. The poor wretch suffered much in the night for water, which the landlord's son gave him, and much more from the agony of mind which his debauch had brought on. But he did not greatly disturb me. Some wagoners who encamped near the house, and came in to get supper, had their wagons robbed while they were in the house. Negroes blamed, of course, and I fear some whipt. Bill, $1; hostler, 12 1/2 cents.
Monday, Nov. 16, 1835
Arrived at Vicksburg to breakfast. Found Hudgins uneasy at my protracted stay. He is nearly ready to start to the swamp. I consumed the day in arranging my clothes, and making other preparations for the trip.
Found on my return a letter from my wife, which was written on the 18th and 19th of October, postmarked 20th. Hudgins says it arrived the evening that