And see! there are a number of Indians, noble-looking men, and a white boy throwing a stone at them.

I wish I had the young rascal.

On our right, in their carriages, are the wives and children of the rich; while, scattered about, right and left, are the representatives of the poor.

But what is this, coming along the side-walk ?" The girls put their heads out of the window, and saw a colored man, sauntering along in an impudent, dont-carish manner.

His dress--indeed his whole appearance--was absurd.