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LETTER FROM T11E GULF OF MEXICO.
DEAK BROTHER.■
I LEFT New-Orleaps in the regular packet ship Orleans, to bound over the seas, and far away, from the land of oranges. In a few miles after leaving the Levee, we passed the deathless Battle-Ground. A ship draws more water, and a man sinks quicker, in a fresh river, than in the salt ocean ; the specific gravities being disproportionate in the two elements. Near this, is the seat of the present Governor of Louisiana. Between this, and Fort Plaq'uemine, we passed the sugar plantations of Lawyer Batture Livingston, and of Colonel Sandusky Croghan. Below the Fort, we saw, looming on the right bank, where he is stationed, General Wilkinson. About three leagues further down, we saw, near the shore, three live alligators. As this river is the American Nile, so is the alligator the American crocodile. Some of these dangerous animals are long and lean, some fat and short, with black backs and white bellies; and, at times, they roar like bulls.