530 Letter from Audubon to the Editor. 



General Hernandez was from home on our arrival, but his 

 Lady received us very politely. I had soon the pleasure of 

 shaking hands with my worthy host, and became established in 

 his family for ten days. On Christmas day we left this delight- 

 ful abode, and proceeded on foot fifteen miles to J. T. Bulow's, 

 Esq. of Bulowsville, by invitation. A wagon was sent for our 

 baggage, and horses for ourselves were offered at the same 

 time, but it was not my desire to give unnecessary trouble, and 

 above all upon an occasion when I was glad to see the country 

 in as much detail as possible, and anxious to avail myself of 

 every occasion to get new birds. 



Mr. Bulow's house is large and good, and nothing could be 

 more amiable than his reception of me. He placed every facili- 

 ty and convenience at my disposal that I could have occasion 

 for. During my whole long stay with him, there was no abate- 

 ment of his kindness, of his unremitted efforts to make me com- 

 fortable, and to promote my researches. I shall ever feel grate- 

 ful to one of the most deserving and generous of men. I have 

 already narrated to you the excursion down the Halifax river, 

 and shall now give you an account of an interesting trip I made 

 into the interior, to a place of some celebrity in this country, 

 called Spring Garden. 



I left my friend Bulow's plantation, with the intention of go- 

 ing westwardly towards the river St. John's ; Mr. B. gave me a 

 seat in his gig. Mr. M'Murtrie, a Scotchman in his employment 

 as an Engineer was with us, and was in fact to be my guide to 

 Spring Garden. We passed several plantations, but at none of 

 these did we remain a longer time than just to quench our 

 thirst. 



A horse was lent me at Mr. M'Dermot's, a sugar planter, and 

 I leapt on the saddle as freely as if the world was all my own. 

 We arrived at a Mr. M'Craigh's, of course a Scotchman, whom 

 I had seen at St. Augustines, and who received us with all ima- 

 ginable kindness. He lives about 15 miles from Bulowville. 1 

 saw the whole of his new born plantation, the landing on his 

 creek, his boats, &.c. <fcc. We slept here, and at daylight on 

 the 7th we left this plantation, to proceed westwardly through 

 the wilderness towards the Spring and Garden, here so renowned, 

 and of which I intend giving you a favourable description. 



Nothing could be finer than the weather, not so the roads ; 



