80 LIFE OP AUDUBON. 



At an orchard we filled our pockets with October peaches, and 

 when we came to Trade Water river we found it low; the 

 acorns were already drifted on its shallows, and the ducks were 

 running about picking them up. Passing a flat bottom, we saw 

 a large buffalo lick. 



" We reached Highland Lick, where we stumbled on a cabin, 

 the door of which we thrust open, overturning a chair that had 

 been put behind it. On a dirty bed lay a man, a table, with a 

 journal, or perhaps ledger, before him, a small cask in the 

 comer near him, a brass pistol on a nail over his head, and a 

 long Spanish dagger by his side. He arose and asked what we 

 wanted? 'The way to a better place, the road to Sugg's.' 

 ' Follow the road, and you will get to his house in about five 

 miles.' Separating from our companions, who were unable to 

 proceed at the same pace, we reached Green River, were ferried 

 across, and shortly afterwards reached Louisville." 



