Terrebonne

It chanced to be noon of the day following, when he glided up the sunny Terrebonne towards the parish seat.

Dis yer prop'ty to be sold—old Terrebonne—whar we all been raised, is gwine—dey's gwine to tak it away—can't stop here no how.

Then I shall never leave Terrebonne—the drink, nurse; the drink; that I may never leave my home—my dear, dear home.

Mrs. P. Terrebonne for sale, and you, sir, will doubtless become its purchaser.

The sheriff from New Orleans has taken possession—Terrebonne is in the hands of the law.