After reading the Journals of both Robert Robe and Mary Stuart Bailey I have a better understanding of daily life, common struggles, and attitudes during the 1850’s while traveling westward. Robert Robe’s journal begins in May of 1851 and continues into June. Mary’s Journal starts April 13, 1852 with the last entry on November 8th. These journals clearly highlight the stresses that were developed during there travels. The traveler’s attitudes changed circumstantially as the uncertainty of their future unfolded, depending on the day they could be admiring god’s beauty, determined on surviving, or mourning the loss of their previous life, family, and home (Text 386, 387).
They rested in the wilderness during the day. That night they continued their journey in a canoe to cross a lake which
In writing A Voyage Long and Strange, Tony Horwitz’s goal is clear, to educate others on early America and debunk ignorant myths. Horwitz’s reason for wanting to achieve this goal is because of his own ignorance that he sees while at Plymouth Rock. “Expensively educated at a private school and university- a history major, no less!-I’d matriculated to middle age with a third grader’s grasp of early America.” Horwitz is disappointed in his own lack of knowledge of his home country, especially with his background history and decides not only to research America’s true beginnings, but to also follow the path of those who originally yearned to discover America.
The Erie Canal was important to New York City’s trade for many reasons. First, the Erie Canal created a transportation system that allowed goods to easily flow between the Great lakes and New York City. Second the creation of the canal attracted an influx of farmers who were migrating from New England. This influx of farmers led to the creation of cities like Buffalo, Rochester, and Syracuse along the canal. The Most important effect of the Erie Canal on New York City’s trade was its effect on trade on a larger scale.
By October 6, 1805 the canoes were finished and they continued down the Clearwater River in order to reach the Pacific Ocean. After sailing down the Clearwater River, the Snake River, and the Columbia River, the crew arrived at the Columbia Estuary, which was at the Washington end of the Columbia River. Clark thought that they had arrived at the Pacific Ocean. He claims the quote that “Ocian in view! O!
With the information written out on the page, the author also includes a picture. The picture is a map of the United States. On the map it shows a visual representation of different directions on how the water may flow (Continental Divide as Fractal from Notebook B58.)
After watching the movie, “The Return of Cuyahoga River” I was blown away by all of the history, facts, ignorance, and activism displayed in this film. There was so much information packed into this documentary. Information about this 100-mile long river that curves north and then south as it u’s along Lake Erie, and how in “1827 U.S. citizens changed the Cuyahoga River for the first time.” It was originally a swampy marsh infested with mosquitos and caused problems for the city of Cleveland Ohio. Cleveland was a small lazy town until the mouth of the river was widened by humans allowing for mercantile boats to pass by their town.
In Paul A. Gilje’s book, To Swear Like a Sailor, Gilje explains how maritime culture shaped our country, but more importantly how life at sea was just as much affected by life on dry land as life and literature on land affected sailors. This is especially since “the majority of Americans lived close to saltwater.” He uses examples from writers like Mark Twain, Herman Melville, James Fenimore Cooper, and even Edgar Allan Poe as sources. But stories such as Moby Dick, The Narrative of Gordon Pym of Nantucket, Red Rover and “Rime of the Ancient Mariner” (by Samuel Taylor Coleridge) were not the only sources of information Gilje reminds us of. Sailors themselves would “spin yarns,” keep logbooks and journals, and sometimes sell their works and
In an effort to quell the fragmented thoughts running rampant through his mind Atticus turned steady eyes—colored a vibrant shade of sapphire—to span across the surroundings lying beyond the bubble encompassing them. Breathtaking; that was the only description he was able to provide for the view currently reaching as far as the eye could see in every direction and even then the word didn’t truly do it proper justice. Aquatic creatures swam close enough to touch if one dared to raise their hand; however, he had no intentions of tempting fate by brushing against whatever foreign material made up the pocket of safety presently taking the brunt force and pressure that the gallons upon gallons of water were undoubtedly
Why was the Panama Canal created and how did it benefit the United States you ask? For over 400 years, nations have been wanting to build a canal that connects the two oceans, the Pacific and the Atlantic, through Panama for easier trade. Nobody had actually tried anything until 1903, when France attempted the reconstruction. After 10 years, the canal was completed in 1914 by the United States. The United States, under President Theodore Roosevelt were able to complete it after France abandoned the task.
Panama Canal In the 1800s, Americans wanted to build a canal to get goods to the other side of America by boat. The United States tried to make a plan to build a canal. They never ended up making a canal. Then the French tried to build a canal through Panama.
The lake had been used for fishing and sailing. Before the dam broke, there had been many warnings that it was possible that it could break,but they had been ignored. “Messages were sent to Johnstown warning that the dam might give, but after years of false alarms, the messages were ignored. The water began to top the dam, and eventually it gave way” (“The Johnstown Flood”).
3Drays, carts, men, boys, all go hurrying from many quarters to a common center, the wharf. Assembled there, the people fasten their eyes upon the coming boat as upon a wonder they are seeing for the first time. And the boat is rather a handsome sight, too. She is long and sharp and trim and pretty; she has two tall, fancy-topped chimneys, with a gilded device of some kind swung between them; a fanciful pilot-house, a glass and 'gingerbread ', perched on top of the 'texas ' deck behind them; the paddle-boxes are gorgeous with a picture or with gilded rays above the boat 's name; the boiler deck, the hurricane deck, and the texas deck are fenced and ornamented with clean white railings; there is a flag gallantly flying from the jack-staff; the furnace doors are open and the fires glaring bravely; the upper decks are black with passengers; the captain stands by the big bell, calm, imposing, the envy of all; great volumes of the blackest smoke are rolling and tumbling out of the chimneys—a husbanded grandeur created with a bit of pitch pine just before arriving at a town; the crew are grouped on the forecastle; the broad stage is run far out over the port bow, and an envied deckhand stands picturesquely on the end of it with a coil of rope in his hand; the pent steam is screaming through the gauge-cocks, the captain lifts his hand, a bell rings, the wheels stop; then they turn back, churning the water to foam, and the steamer is at rest. Then such a scramble as
Flooding in the Trailer Park- 1972 One summer day Carol’s mother called to make sure she was okay. Carol had heard that Hurricane Agnes was approaching the area she lived in Pennsylvania but it was just a steady rain outside her window.
The Ohio River lives, it breathes and hears and sees all things around it and underneath its wet covers. Its crackling waves pound against the frozen ground like a strong, heart beating inside of its chest. Small, chattering squirrels frantically scamper throughout the crunchy woods and climb up trees in search of safety from the river's unpredictable waters. The slushy waters angrily crash against dry rotted tree trunks, knocking a family of fury otters into the splashing waters. While copper colored fish briskly swim in the frothing waters, the river's peak like eyes gaze into the snow blinding distance at The Purple People Bridge, that crosses over it like a deep arch in its back.
