Methods of Culture in the South. 



But Saturday is the culminating period of the week. The huge 

 plantation has been gone over closely and carefully, for the morrow is 



Sunday, on which day the 

 birds are the only pickers. 

 Around the office, crate man- 

 ufactory and paying booth, 

 were gathered over a thou- 

 sand people a motley and 

 variegated crowd, that the 

 South only can produce. The 

 odd and often coarse jargon, 

 the infinite variety in appear- 

 ance and character, suggested 

 again that humanity is a 

 very tangled problem. The 

 shrewdness and accuracy, 

 however, with which the 

 most ignorant count their 

 tickets and reckon their dues 

 on their fingers, is a trait 

 characteristic of all, and, 

 having received the few shil- 

 lings, which mean a luxurious 

 Sunday, they trudge off to 

 town, chattering volubly, 

 whether any one listens or not. 



Making Crates. 



But many cannot resist 

 the rollicking music back of 

 the paying booth. Three 

 sable musicians form the 

 orchestra, and from a bass 

 viol, fiddle, and fife they extract melody that, with all its short-coming, 

 would make a deacon wish to dance. Any one, white or black, can 



Exterior of Factory. 



