Ships might float upon the river, close beneath the tree-crowned bluff.

It was springtime now and beautiful in the southern land--the sky azure, the air delicate, the earth garbed in flowers.

Little wonder then that Oglethorpe chose Yamacraw Bluff for his town.
A trader from Carolina was found here, and the trader's wife, a half-breed, Mary Musgrove by name, did the English good service.

She made her Indian kindred friends with the newcomers.

From the first Oglethorpe dealt wisely with the red men.