Mark Twain,
Life on the Mississippi, Part 8
“ What, warder, ho! the man that can blow so complacent a blast as that, probably blows it from a castle.From Baton Rouge to New Orleans, the great sugar plantations border both sides of the river all the way, and stretch their league-wide levels back to the dim forest-walls of bearded cypress in the rear. Shores lonely no longer. Plenty of dwellings all the way, on both banks—standing so close together, for long distances, that the broad river lying between the two rows, becomes a sort of spacious street. A most home-like and happy-looking region. ”
