THREE DAYS ON THE OHIO.
CHAPTER I. PRELIMINARY REMARKS.
I was once in the city of Cincinnati, and wished to go to Pittsburg by way of the river. Not that this was the nearest way, or the swiftest, or the cheapest; but I desired very much to see the country through which the river runs: for, as I had read in the histories of the United States, and particularly in the accounts of our wars with the Indians, much about the Ohio River, with many of its towns and villages, my curiosity was very active; and I was determined to behold it.
It was Monday, the 29th of March, and a most lovely morning, too, when I went on board the steamboat Pittsburg, bound for the city of the same name. I was careful to set out early in the week, so as, if possible, to reach Pittsburg before Sunday.
CHAPTER II. THE STEAMBOAT.
Were you ever on board a Western river steamboat? As some of you may not have had the opportunity, I will give you a short account of one.
Some of these boats are very large indeed. They would seem to you like a little world of themselves.