16 A NATURE WOOING. 



March 4, 1899. Morning breaks with the hills 

 all behind us and the swamps of Georgia surrounding 

 us on every side. The train stops with a sudden jerk 

 which arouses me. The first sound which greets my 

 ear is the trumpeting note of the festive bull-frog. 

 Looking out, I see a waste of water; low, shrubby 

 pine trees; flat, wet miasmatic land. Thus it con- 

 tinues for an hour or more, when Everett is reached. 

 It is in Glynn Coimty, near the southeastern border 

 of the State. On the map in the folder of the rail- 

 way company the name appears in bold faced type, 

 the place being a crossing of two railways. From 

 this I was led to expect a town of some size, but a 

 glance through the haze of the early morn shows only 

 fifteen or twenty rude frame houses, a railway sta- 

 tion and stock pens; the latter presumably for aid in 

 loading and shipping the famous razor-backed hogs, 

 which I here see for the first time. 



Below Everett a few miles the first specimens of 

 that striking, semi-tropical growth, the cabbage pal- 

 metto, Sabal palmetto R. & S., appear. It occurs in 

 low ground near the coast, from the mouth of Cape 

 Fear River, North Carolina, southward to Florida, 

 and along both sides of that peninsula as far west- 

 ward as the Appalachicola River. Occasionally, 

 especially along the inlets and larger streams, it is 

 found back thirty to fifty miles from the sea. Pos- 

 sessing a trunk twenty to forty feet in height, of a 

 uniform diameter throughout, and without a branch 



