Travels in the United States, etc.,: during 1849 and 1850./ By the Lady Emmeline Stuart Wortley.

TRAVELS 1N AMERICA.
lady seems really to be the "undying one," and also the universal
and ubiquitous one; for go where you may, you will hear her invoked. I am told they harpoon whales to this cheering tune in
the Antartic regions.
Then there was a right jovial parody about " Californy," too,
and no end of "Uncle Neds" and "Mary Blanes," &c. But
among them, however-which was a great want of taste in these
songsters-was not the good old ditty with the impressive words,
beginning
" Come all ye Continentallers, I'd have ye for to know,
That for to fight the enemy we're going for to go."
The Americans, I think, are a very musically inclined peoplefar more naturally so, it strikes me, than we " Britishers." They
have a very pretty custom (and they have so many, it is strange
that those which are of a contrary description should ordinarily
alone have been dwelt upon by travelers), and this is, of calling
each other by the names of their respective States. If there be
more than one from a State, I suppose by a kind of subdivision
they resort to the names of their towns. If this be the case, what
grandiloquent denominations some of them might come in for.
"Hlere Constantinople, young Ninevah wants you;" and "Pekin,
call Carthage and Mesopotamia to help Alexandrianopolis and
little Herculaneum." As it is, through our skylight, we heard
constantly some of their beautiful State names shouted out.
"Indiana, come give us a song right away, and Alabama will
join." "No; it is Louisiana's turn any how." " Where's Texas?
is he coming on deck?" " Wall, I jist calc'late he ain't a-going
to do nothing else; there he comes, too, with Michigan and
Arkansas."
We arrived at Vera Cruz in the evening; but it was some
time before we were able to land. The getting out of the
Walker" into the boat was a work of difficulty, so rough was
the sea. At last, ourselves and carpet bags were dropped in, the
former by some ingenious sleight of foot, very creditable to our
activity. His Excellency and Mr. P had already gone on
shore, and we found Mr. P., and some other of our fellowpassengers waiting on shore to receive us and escort us to the
hotel. The American Consul at Vera Cruz was so good as to
take us on shore in his boat.
The glorious Orizava was only dimly visible in the distance,
owing to some slight mist. The town, I thought, looked beauti
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