Our Artist in Cuba Fifty drawings on wood. Leaves from the Sketch-book of a traveler, During the Winter of 1864-5.   By: George W. Carleton (1832-1901)

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OUR

ARTIST IN CUBA.

FIFTY DRAWINGS ON WOOD.

LEAVES FROM

THE SKETCH BOOK OF A TRAVELER,

DURING THE WINTER OF 1864 5,

BY GEO. W. CARLETON.

[Illustration: colophon]

NEW YORK:

Carleton, Publisher, 413 Broadway.

London: S. Low, Son & Co.

MDCLXV.

Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1865, by

GEO. W. CARLETON,

In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States for the Southern District of New York.

CONTENTS.

A PRELIMINARY WORD.

No.

SICK TRANSIT 1

Two BOOBIES 2

A COLORED HERCULES 3

THE CUBAN JEHU 4

IGLESIA DE SAN FRANCISCO 5

A CUBAN MOTIVE 6

AN INFLUENZA 7

FLEE FOR SHELTER 8

THE RIDE 9

A COCK FIGHT 10

RATHER COOL 11

A SPANISH RETREAT 12

TAKE YOUR PICK 13

SPIDERS, RATS, AND COCKROACHES 14

BELLIGERENTS 15

MATERFAMILIAS ET FILIUS 16

A CULINARY DEPARTMENT 17

A BUNDLE OF CLOTHES 18

A BUTTON SMASHER 19

WHITE PANTALOONS 20

A CARNIVAL ACQUAINTANCE 21

BEAUTY AT THE BALL 22

A DISAPPOINTMENT 23

DOLCE FAR NIENTE 24

LOCOMOTION 25

THE SPANISH TONGUE 26

AN UNWELCOME VISITOR 27

AN AGREEABLE BATH 28

A CELESTIAL MAID 29

A STATUE ON A BUST 30

A TAIL UNFOLDED 31

PUT MONEY IN THY PURSE 32

SUGAR AND WATER 33

GREEN FIELDS AND PASTURES NEW 34

A SEGAR WELL LIGHTED 35

WHERE SHALL REST BE FOUND 36

ALL ABOARD 37

THE MATANZAS CAVE 38

A HARD ROAD TO TRAVEL 39

A SHADY RETREAT 40

A SPANISH GROCER 41

COLORED HELP 42

VERY MOORISH 43

CHACUN A SON GOUT 44

NATURE'S SWEET RESTORER 45

AGRICULTURAL 46

A COT IN THE VALLEY 47

A COLORED BEAUTY 48

CORNER STONES 49

A SUDDEN DEPARTURE 50

A PRELIMINARY WORD.

WITH many misgivings, the author of this little brochure has been persuaded to give the prominence of publication to a mere pocket book collection of way side pen and ink sketches, the chance results of idle moments, sandwiched with such Cuban events as paring oranges and sipping from their cups of nectar tearing through the narrow streets of Havana in ragged volantes listening in the soft moonlight, and arm in arm with Cuban señoritas, to the Artillery band in the Plaza des Armas assisting with domino and false nose at the masquerades in the Tacon Theatre lounging with ices or delicious chocolate at the Café Dominica dallying with cigar and fragrant coffee, after the regulation breakfast of codfish, garlic, and onions snuffing up the perfumed air, and strolling through the golden orange groves of Cafetals joining in the battle, murder, and sudden death of Marinao cock fights vagabondizing along the shady side of Calle Obispo and so forth, through all the dulce far nientes of a stranger's drifting life, among the lights and shadows of the Antilles' Queen.