Tuesday 28th (January)
This morning I went to school, it was raining quite hard so I
was obliged to ride. Unexpectedly I had to recite and therefore was not very well
prepared with my lessons. I talked most of the day and would have been much frightened
if the roll had have been called. In the afternoon I knit some on a sock belonging
to a friend talked and laughed some and then Mr. Wilber dismissed us. I am now at
home trying to study my lessons and write some composition for Friday. We had quite
a pleasant walk home this evening though it was quite muddy. I am anxiously waiting
for a letter from my dear old Piqua and hope soon to receive one but do now know
but I shall be disappointed however I shall, “hope on hope ever” as is the old saying.
Now I am going to study my lessons and try to write some composition.
Serena rides to school in a horse-drawn carriage driven by the
servant, James. She mentions the muddy walk home, but it really is worse than
muddy. She does not elaborate on the description because she has never known
any situation better than this. There is no garbage collection in Cincinnati.
Residents throw their garbage into the streets where pigs freely roam, digging
through the garbage, and eating what they choose. Mrs. Houston, an English
traveler in 1849, described the city as “’literally speaking a city of pigs … a
monster piggery’ where ‘grunts and … squeals meet you at every moment’” (Clubbe
88). Manure from horses and pigs adds to the filth in the streets. Each horse
contributes about three gallons of urine and twenty pounds of manure a day
(Clubbe 214).
The Cincinnati
Enquirer January 29, 1851
Daily
Cincinnati Gazette, July 3, 1851


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