him on board the Alabama they walked up into town with him, with no appearance of any disposition to make him a prisoner, and the probability is, he has escaped.  I think Capt. Shallcross, of the Chancellor very culpable in not arresting him and sending him back to Vicksburg.  $1,000 reward is offered for him in Vicksburg.

Found on board Mr. Erskine, of Baltimore, J. H. See and his brother-in-law, Dr. Willis, of Orange, Capt. Bolton and Capt. Perry, of the navy, Mr. Adams (a nephew of J. Q.),[ 2]  of the army, Mr. Thos. D. Carniel, of Cincinnati, etc.  Passed Grand Gulph before bed time; from the lights there appeared to be a considerable town; said to be a rising place.  The country improves; here and there a plantation of better appearance than those above Vicksburg.

Sunday, December 27, 1835

Found ourselves this morning lying to at Natchez, 100 miles from Vicksburg.  Had only time to run up on the bank and take a peep at the town on the Hill.  A fine town, elegant homes, regular streets, good pavement, etc., public buildings large and in good style, market house full of people as on ordinary days.  Passed Fort Adams; saw the famous battleground of the Kempers.  Memo. to inquire into their history; they were brothers of Col. Jno. Kemper, of Fauquier.  Passed Shreve's cut off, where the Red River and Atchafalia come in -- a remarkable place -- also Tunica Bend.  Before bed time, passed St. Francesville, and took off passengers; opposite to this is Point Coupee, where Wm. Taylor resides.  In the night passed Port Hudson, Baton Rouge, Ibberville, Placquemine, etc.

Monday, December 28, 1835

Found ourselves opposite to Donaldsonville.  The whole face and character of the country has changed, the banks of the river on both sides entirely cleared of wood, and thickly settled with large and fine looking plantations, having all the appearance of wealth, elegance and comfort.  The savage state has here given way to civilization.  Stopt to wood at the plantation of Madame Toureau; went on shore and saw the interior of a sugar house, which was politely shown by young Mr. Toureau; all French; the Negroes could only speak French.  I asked one old woman how old she was; said she could not tell; was very old; had lived there under the King of Spain.  This estate makes this year 150 hogsheads of sugar at $100 per hogshead, and 14,000 gallons of molasses, worth here 35 cents.

Which I should think a small yield for the apparent size and force.  Cotton