My dear Father,
, who has been staying with Miss
Annie
Swain
for several weeks; but on the friday night before,
tha Miss
Dortch, asi a
sister of one of our students, accompanied by her brother
, arrived in the
stage, & as she is very pretty, accomplished, &c and was more of a
stranger than Miss
Bryan,
most of the honour of the Pic-Nic fell to her. But if it will not tire you, I
will endeavour to give you some idea, how a
Pic-Nic party is conducted on
C. Hill.
The day was a very beautiful one, and about 9 o'clock all the vehicles
of which the village could boast were
paraded in front of Miss
Nancy
's, and after being
well almost filled with provisions,
fishing rods, &c the whole party including myself, mounted to our
respective seats, and preceeded by our fine College Band marched out of town.
We found the roads to be in excellent spirits order, and as had
been as was appointed, we drove out to
Mill, some five miles off, belonging to a
Mrs.
Patterson.2 When
we reached there, all commenced fishing, but finding but little sport in
practising the "angling art", we adjourned to the Mill-House, where a
dance was got up, and continued until [[unrecovered]] we received the order from Miss
Nancy
to come to dinner. The table was spread under
some large trees under by the bank of
the creek, and spread with "eatables," as only Miss
Nancy
knows how to do so. The exercise we had taken
gave us fine appetites, and we did full justice to the good things set before
us. After the meal was over, the dance was resumed, and continued until the sun
warned us to wend our way homeward. The ride back was delightful, and on
reaching the confines of the village, a procession was again formed, and after
driving to upper end of town, came back to Miss
Nancy
's, where an excellent supper was prepared for
the party. After giving the Ladies time to rest from the fatigues of the day,
the dance was again taken up, and only ended when
it was announced that the sabbath was drawing near. The day, upon the whole,
was a very pleasant one, and as such things are rather unusual here, will no
doubt be long remembered by both old and young. Your affectionate Son,
Rufus
.