A woman is scarcely ever seen going to the fields, though with a pot on her head, a child on her back, and the hoe over her shoulder, but she is employed in this way.

The cotton was brought to the market for sale, and I bought a pound for a penny.

This was the price demanded, and probably double what they ask from each other.

We saw the cotton growing luxuriantly all around the market-places from seeds dropped accidentally.

It is seen also about the native huts, and, so far as I could learn, it was the American cotton, so influenced by climate as to be perennial.