<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3935200886022853369</id><updated>2011-11-05T08:35:26.643-07:00</updated><category term='Myanmar'/><category term='San Jose'/><category term='Mouzon Map'/><category term='Europcar rental cars'/><category term='Henry Mouzon'/><category term='Bishop Roberts'/><category term='Porgy and Bess'/><category term='palmetto'/><category term='Yellow Crowned Night Heron'/><category term='Charleston'/><category term='Burma'/><category term='Tourist'/><category term='William Henri Toms'/><category term='An Exact Prospect of Charles Town'/><category term='Costa  Rica'/><category term='Church Street'/><title type='text'>Antiquarian Threads</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>An Antiquarian Traveler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04789920255914604164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3935200886022853369.post-3354245909753041498</id><published>2011-10-27T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T10:05:48.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Antiquarian Threads Jewelry line</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ANTIQUARIAN THREADS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration comes from many sources. I have spent &lt;br /&gt;my life in constant overwhelming wonder of of our natural history, wanderlust, culture, art, history, great literature, and the pure line of an engraving...the &lt;br /&gt;gleam of silver and gold....and true craft. They all &lt;br /&gt;seem to tie back together in the big picture and I &lt;br /&gt;can't wait for you to see it. &lt;br /&gt;I am working on a line of jewelry pieces combining &lt;br /&gt;all of these. I can see many directions my art can take me and I guess it might surprise and delight most .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line encompasses a few different collections. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mXxCrxszRI/TqmNvxVvtLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ncLGSuPfqUs/s1600/P1013865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mXxCrxszRI/TqmNvxVvtLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ncLGSuPfqUs/s320/P1013865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668217457860392114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Compass Rose &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a collection of pieces made from the beautiful compass roses found on maps &amp; charts, both colorful and graphic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Botanica&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; A selection of botanical images and &lt;br /&gt;images from cultivation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Historie Naturelle &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My never-ending love of nature in all  its glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a group of maps of where we are "from" or where we spent our childhood, grouped with found objects and the like. What brings you back to Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wanderlust&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; a collection of &lt;br /&gt;things collected from my travels and yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This line is supposed to speak to you or someone &lt;br /&gt;you love. It is supposed to make you want to interact &lt;br /&gt;or be apart of it I have designed or vision you the &lt;br /&gt;wearer to inspire me. Let me know where Home is to you or what piece of nature inspires you. Let me see &lt;br /&gt;if I can create a piece of Home for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U5VCTNE7JQI/TqmORS5vM8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/1q-8oVM3ZW4/s1600/P1013879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U5VCTNE7JQI/TqmORS5vM8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/1q-8oVM3ZW4/s320/P1013879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668218033805407170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;C A R O L I N A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANTIQUE MAPS &amp; PRINTS&lt;br /&gt;91 CHURCH STREET&lt;br /&gt;CHARLESTON, S.C.,29401&lt;br /&gt;(843) 722-4773&lt;br /&gt;LVARDELL@EARTHLINK.NET&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3935200886022853369-3354245909753041498?l=antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/feeds/3354245909753041498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3935200886022853369&amp;postID=3354245909753041498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/3354245909753041498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/3354245909753041498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/2011/10/antiquarian-threads-jewelry-line.html' title='Antiquarian Threads Jewelry line'/><author><name>An Antiquarian Traveler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04789920255914604164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mXxCrxszRI/TqmNvxVvtLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ncLGSuPfqUs/s72-c/P1013865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3935200886022853369.post-8978127545234424005</id><published>2011-10-27T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T09:54:38.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrified!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4AJfCYJHvYM/TqmMmK7SjuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/qrbJQ1gfym8/s1600/P1013864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4AJfCYJHvYM/TqmMmK7SjuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/qrbJQ1gfym8/s320/P1013864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668216193418432226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to Login the other day and was unable to access the Blog.I was frantic. You know with my ADHD and all my responsibilities, The phone would ring, I would remember I had to pay a bill, some paperwork needed to be filed, customers coming in and checking on what next step needed to be done with the jewelry pieces.  I wasn't sure what I would or could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well it is launched!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ANTIQUARIAN THREADS line of Jewelry is Launched. I set up a web site to lead it to my Gallery site. They can be purchased on line as well as commissioned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3935200886022853369-8978127545234424005?l=antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/feeds/8978127545234424005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3935200886022853369&amp;postID=8978127545234424005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/8978127545234424005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/8978127545234424005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/2011/10/terrified.html' title='Terrified!'/><author><name>An Antiquarian Traveler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04789920255914604164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4AJfCYJHvYM/TqmMmK7SjuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/qrbJQ1gfym8/s72-c/P1013864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3935200886022853369.post-6955676719458705866</id><published>2011-06-10T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T12:01:57.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time gone..</title><content type='html'>" I am a long time in answering your letter my dear Harriet,"&lt;br /&gt;"but you must remember that it is an equally long time &lt;br /&gt;since I received it so that makes us even, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; nobody to blame on either side."&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while hasn't it!  I have been working on too many projects ....some productive others not so. The gallery has slowed again and I have been busy updating my website with new inventory as well as getting ready for our Trip to Italy with the gang next month.&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to say that in the coming months I will be producing a new line of jewelry... a long time in the coming. The last true line of pieces was so many years ago. It has been so long that I don't have photos of them in the computer. The first line was never photographed, though I have  one or two pieces from the collection "Hugo Wear" the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;proceeds&lt;/span&gt; sent me to Europe twice . The confluence of the three, travel &amp;amp; jewelry and my true love of the engraved line. Hopefully my  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;initial&lt;/span&gt; investment will sell as well as that first line. I have now the ability to sell it on my web site as well in the shop to see personally how well it works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3935200886022853369-6955676719458705866?l=antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/feeds/6955676719458705866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3935200886022853369&amp;postID=6955676719458705866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/6955676719458705866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/6955676719458705866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/2011/06/long-time-gone.html' title='Long time gone..'/><author><name>An Antiquarian Traveler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04789920255914604164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3935200886022853369.post-711680288350493278</id><published>2010-11-10T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T10:40:51.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newly founded Charles Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/TNrk3THT6MI/AAAAAAAAAG0/tFERvj03SNg/s1600/P9152866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/TNrk3THT6MI/AAAAAAAAAG0/tFERvj03SNg/s320/P9152866.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537990330480322754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;John Speed's important 1676 map of the Carolina colony.   Heavily based upon the explorations of John &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_0" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_1" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ogilby's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Lords Proprietor's Map of 1674.  This seminal map represents one of the earliest attempts to map the Carolina interior.This map is the first map to show the position of Charles Town on the map with North oriented West, the map covers from the Spanish colony of St. Augustine, Florida, north to Jamestown, Virginia.  Extends inland as far as the Appellation (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_2" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Appalachian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;) Mountains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;By the middle of the 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_3" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; century the coast of Carolina had been fairly well mapped , St. Augustine, Port Royal, Charleston (Charles Town), Cape Fear, Cape Lookout, Cape Hatteras, Roanoke, Cape Henry and the James River are all shown with a fair approximation of accuracy.  We see ample evidence of the Lords Proprietors including &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_4" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Albemarle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; County, Clarendon County, Berkley County, Craven County, etc.  This map also incorporates numerous elements from earlier maps including Lake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_5" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sarrope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;,  which was identified by the De &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_6" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; - Le &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_7" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Moyne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; map of 1565 and most likely represents Lake Okeechobee.   Also shows the River May (historically either the St. John's River or the Savannah River, depending on the map).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Where this map really gets interesting is the interior, which is heavily based upon the explorations of John &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_8" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; in the 1670s.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_9" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;, a German physician who had moved to the colony several  years before was commissioned by the Lord Proprietor, Anthony Ashley Cooper (Earl of  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_10" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Shaftesbury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;), to explore the interior in search of a pass beyond the mountains to the Pacific.  As the time it was commonly assumed that the mainland of North America was a relatively narrow strip of land that could be traversed swiftly easily to access the rich trade opportunities of the Pacific.   Though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_11" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; never managed to cross the Appellations, he did undertake three voyages which significantly impacted cartography in this region for several hundred years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_12" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; is highly criticized for fabricating much of his journey and a cursory examination of the map will reveal what might seem to be several gross cartographic errors, including a great savanna in the Piedmont, the "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_13" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Deserta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_14" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Arensa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;", and Ashley  Lake in the north.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_15" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; route is roughly traced on this map as he heads almost directly west from the Falls of the James River before turning southwest at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_16" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mahock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; village (near Richmond).  Keeping to a southwesterly course, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_17" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; passes a great savanna on his right and ultimately finds himself on the shores of Ashley Lake (which he calls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_18" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ushery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; and which on our map corresponds with the Great Freshwater Lake of the American Southwest popularized by the 1606 Mercator - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_19" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hondius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Map).  At this point &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_20" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; returns along a parallel but more easterly course passing through a great sandy desert, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_21" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Deserta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_22" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Arenosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;, before returning to known lands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Many scholars have argued that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_23" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; simply lied about many of his findings, but we find that much of what he said, when taken in the context of lonely explorer traversing an unknown land several hundred years ago, has merit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_24" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; desert, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_25" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Arenosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;, probably corresponds the Sand Hills region, though he does slightly exaggerate the scope.   Some scholars criticize the desert as, according to his narrative &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_26" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; spent several days on the desert before encountering water.  Given the geography of the Sand Hills as we know it, it would seem likely that he would have such difficulty finding water, but his placement of the desert compared with the actual placement of the Sand Hills remains convincing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The savanna in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_27" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;piedmont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; region is non-existent today, though something very much like this may have existed in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_28" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; day.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_29" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; describes this savanna as "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_30" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;marish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; grounds at the foot of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_31" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Apalataei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;."  Cumming notes that "It is certainly probable that before the forest land was denuded and the top soil washed away, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_32" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;piedmont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; may have had marshy sections, which have since largely disappeared".  That &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_33" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; expands this to a vast region is understandable given the somewhat limited scope of his investigations and his dependence upon Native American guides with whom he could only communicate via sign language. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The third anomalous element  on this map is the great Lake Ashley.  This lake, the source of the May River, had appeared on maps of this region since the mid 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_34" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; century Le &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_35" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Moyne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;-De &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_36" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Bry&lt;/span&gt; map.  &lt;span id="gtbmisp_37" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; would have no doubt been familiar with later incarnations of this lake as popularized by Mercator and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_38" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hondius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_39" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; claims to have found the lake and even to have sampled its waters.   Some scholars have claimed that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_40" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; fabricated this discovery to add legitimacy to his explorations.  Indeed, the lake had been around on maps for a hundred years and, had he not come across it, many of his other discoveries would have been thrown into doubt.  Cummings suggests that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_41" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; may have turned back somewhat earlier than he claimed and simply added the lake having misunderstood the American Indian sign language describing the wave-like undulations of the Blue Ridge Mountains.   Another scholar, Lyman Carrier, suggests that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_42" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; has actually stumbled across the Catawba Valley where "had the rivers been obstructed by beaver dames or debris, or had the channels through some of their gorges not been cut to their present levels, large areas of flooded land would have resulted."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;After &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_43" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;, nearly twenty five years would pass before another European explorer documented this region and consequently it is conceivable that whatever he actually saw, much may have changed.  All in all this is a stunning map of seminal importance and a must have for any serious Carolina collection.  Engraved by Francis Lamb and published in Richard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="gtbmisp_44" style="font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Chiswell's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; 1674 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; of John Speed's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Theatre of the Empire of Great Britain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; 1676&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Source:   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Speed, J., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The Theater of the Empire of Great &lt;span id="gtbmisp_46" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer;font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Britian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;, 1676.  Also in, Speed, J., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;A Prospect of the Most Famous Parts &lt;span id="gtbmisp_47" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; border: 0pt none; position: static; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: none; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer;font-family:serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;of&lt;/span&gt; the World…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;, 1676. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3935200886022853369-711680288350493278?l=antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/feeds/711680288350493278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3935200886022853369&amp;postID=711680288350493278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/711680288350493278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/711680288350493278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/2010/11/newly-founded-charles-town.html' title='Newly founded Charles Town'/><author><name>An Antiquarian Traveler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04789920255914604164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/TNrk3THT6MI/AAAAAAAAAG0/tFERvj03SNg/s72-c/P9152866.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3935200886022853369.post-5953908277860739565</id><published>2009-05-12T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:42:44.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry Mouzon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mouzon Map'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bishop Roberts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An Exact Prospect of Charles Town'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Henri Toms'/><title type='text'>Investing in this time of Market Ups &amp; Downs</title><content type='html'>You know growing up, My Father use to preach of saving for a rainy day. That the the wealthy invested money .....not spent it. Real-estate, rugs, art, gold, diamonds.....  And to prove it right,  I have seen the prices of investment quality maps stay strong in price while the decorative pieces are just holding their own. I have been taking in some incredible pieces for sale almost daily so I you have if any money to invest you might think of coming over here for a visit. For your information and perfect pieces for the start of a collection :I have the most beautiful copy of a 1st edition, 1775  Henry Mouzon's Map of North &amp;amp; South Carolina, a copy of "An Exact Prospect of CHARLES TOWN, the Metropolis of the Province of SOUTH CAROLINA. Printed by Bishop Roberts and Engraved by William Henri Toms Engraved for the London Magazine 1762.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3935200886022853369-5953908277860739565?l=antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/feeds/5953908277860739565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3935200886022853369&amp;postID=5953908277860739565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/5953908277860739565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/5953908277860739565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/2009/05/investing-in-this-time-of-market-ups.html' title='Investing in this time of Market Ups &amp; Downs'/><author><name>An Antiquarian Traveler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04789920255914604164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3935200886022853369.post-7972592609895005026</id><published>2008-12-12T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:37:11.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Stressers</title><content type='html'>Happy Holidays! I do wish I had an unlimited inventory of pre 1800 maps of Charleston for under $400.00. I'm afraid most people don't have any idea how much maps cost. I do have many really beautiful ones $ 800.00 + and many funny and strange natural history prints. Why not give your love a butterfly or a small bird?&lt;br /&gt;Blessings on everyone in this hard economy and best wishes for a strong and safe new year. Please help those I love find jobs to get thru these hard times and open our eyes to new creative avenues on how to create more for ourselves and others.&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3935200886022853369-7972592609895005026?l=antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/feeds/7972592609895005026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3935200886022853369&amp;postID=7972592609895005026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/7972592609895005026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/7972592609895005026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-stressers.html' title='Holiday Stressers'/><author><name>An Antiquarian Traveler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04789920255914604164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3935200886022853369.post-7265372840693938808</id><published>2008-07-26T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T08:19:56.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Jose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europcar rental cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costa  Rica'/><title type='text'>COSTA RICAN ADVENTURES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SIuDaty4wII/AAAAAAAAAE0/DjvloOZYXL8/s1600-h/cr1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SIuDaty4wII/AAAAAAAAAE0/DjvloOZYXL8/s320/cr1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227416287486460034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well I’m back, and as always I had a FAB time. I’m not sure why it takes so long between trips. I should make myself go more often. I am a better person for it. I forget that there is a whole world out there other than this small world here in Charleston. I do have the financial responsibilities of the shop and worrying about who will take care of things at home. But hey no one else worries. It must be nice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SIuFStlCHiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/nmi4yX3M-EE/s1600-h/cr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SIuFStlCHiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/nmi4yX3M-EE/s320/cr2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227418349012655650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I explained to the youngest of our travel party (nine total- spanning a 40 year age difference)&lt;br /&gt;We had the Whole Package Tour! both good and bad. It was wonderful hearing her explain to her mother the concept of the Whole Package Tour. That in her getting bitten by fire ants made everything else better or more an adventure. We did get the Whole Package Tour. Incredible vistas, unbelievable flowers and plants, wonderful people,  great food and cold cold cerveza! Then the not so nice, Worst roads I have ever seen, fire ants, bad water pressure, no hot water,  loss of power for over 12 hours....(I will say it was in the other house not the guest house I was staying in)&lt;br /&gt;More than one mishap with Europcar Rentals in San Jose... The other car , The one we rented from Europcar lost its brakes as we were going over the continental divide, yes, the car with the children in it... I hate to say say it but in the future I would tell everyone to avoid Europcar Rentals. One mishap is OK but the the whole trip it was one thing after another, no apologies, no explanations. I can go on and will if needed.  Then as reported this morning ( some of the party is still there)  There was a snake incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SIuHIhelxvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8anghIobFXQ/s1600-h/cr3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SIuHIhelxvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8anghIobFXQ/s320/cr3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227420372988970738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say I had some of the best laughs I have had in quite a long time and if you know me I love meeting new people so I was in my element. I do wish we could have found a Map  shop or an Antiquarian Book Shop.&lt;br /&gt;It is remarkable to think that so much of what we saw was  illustrated here in my  little print shop.  Illustrated in the hundreds of Natural History  engravings and lithographs, painted and printed over a hundred years ago by earlier eyes... eyes like ours seeing these plants and  animals for the first time in life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SIuGqQqEwQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/oN84UNsOVU0/s1600-h/cr4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SIuGqQqEwQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/oN84UNsOVU0/s320/cr4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227419853077659906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole expedition, left to right- Steve, Tom, Alex, Julia, Laura&lt;br /&gt;(Lisa's Sister), Maddy, Lisa, and Myself. I know I look out of sorts &amp;amp; mad. I wasn't .....just very hot. I have no idea where Sally, my sister was ...she was supposed to be in the picture. I'll see if anyone else took a better picture and post that one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3935200886022853369-7265372840693938808?l=antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/feeds/7265372840693938808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3935200886022853369&amp;postID=7265372840693938808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/7265372840693938808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/7265372840693938808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/2008/07/costa-rican-adventures.html' title='COSTA RICAN ADVENTURES'/><author><name>An Antiquarian Traveler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04789920255914604164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SIuDaty4wII/AAAAAAAAAE0/DjvloOZYXL8/s72-c/cr1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3935200886022853369.post-709033175321354115</id><published>2008-07-02T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:54:46.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='palmetto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charleston'/><title type='text'>The Charleston Palmetto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SGu8LBMrf7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/6-_uhSnnTpc/s1600-h/Palm+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SGu8LBMrf7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/6-_uhSnnTpc/s320/Palm+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218471490725052338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years ago I started noticing the image of a Palmetto illustrated in quite a number of engravings of Charleston. I found it interesting, it was prominently displayed in a number of the engravings ...almost the most important character in the image. I can see from images where it stood and really am interested in where the iron railings have gone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is in a page from the Illustrated London News, dated February 2, 1861&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SGu-OYM3pmI/AAAAAAAAAEE/MBt8jLmw7pA/s1600-h/slave+market.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SGu-OYM3pmI/AAAAAAAAAEE/MBt8jLmw7pA/s320/slave+market.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218473747462727266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“South Carolina, like the other States of America, has a well-known distinctive name, that of the “ Palmetto State,” a designation arising from the prolific growth of this species of fan palm in its marshy districts. The specimen represented in our engraving grows in the slave market of Charleston, within a stones throw of the Exchange and the Post Office. Thus a good deal of Southern life centers round it. An Iron railing preserves it in the midst of josling dealers, bidding eagerly for gangs of “ likely negros,” who's brawny arms seem just now more likely to be tasked in rasing defensive earthworks than in cultivating either cotton plantations or rice fields. ......” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Palmetto State: This nickname refers to South Carolina's official State Tree, the Sabal Palmetto. The Palmetto is rooted in historical significance dating back to the Revolutionary War. On June 28, 1776, the British fleet's attack on Sullivan's Island was repulsed. The palmetto-log fort, under Colonel William Moultrie, withstood the barrage of British cannons until the fleet retreated. The Sabal Palmetto (Inodes Palmetto), commonly referred to as the Cabbage Palmetto, was added to the "National" flag of South Carolina, after it seceded from the Union in 1861. The Palmetto is South Carolina's official State Tree. It also appears on the South Carolina State Seal and in the salute to the flag of South Carolina written in 1950 by Mrs. John Raymond Carson and was adopted by the General Assembly in 1966: &lt;i&gt;"I salute the flag of South Carolina and pledge to the Palmetto State love, loyalty and faith."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image of the Seal of South Carolina was published in Ballou’s Pictorial Newspaper in Boston Saturday, June 21, 1858. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SGvAm6Wel4I/AAAAAAAAAEU/SzZ2tDSA_nI/s1600-h/SC+Seale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SGvAm6Wel4I/AAAAAAAAAEU/SzZ2tDSA_nI/s320/SC+Seale.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218476367969949570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The text reads &lt;i&gt; "The shield on the left displays the palmetto tree, with fasces* at its base, surrounded by the motto,“ Animis opibusque parati” ( prepared in heart and deed) The other shield has a female figure holding  a bunch of flowers encircled by the motto, “ Dum Spiro spero” ( while I breath I hope) The supporters are a Continentaller in revolutionary uniform, a figure of Liberty, with the phrygian cap and laurel wreath. Above is a figure of flame blowing her trumpet. Conspicuous over the state arms is the far-famed palmetto tree. A military parade parade is delineated in the distance....”&lt;br /&gt;Harpers Weekly Published in New York,  Saturday,  December 1, 1860&lt;br /&gt;From the images the Palmetto must have been near the corner of Broad Street and East  Bay on the North West corner in front of where the Wachovia Bank stands now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Fasces: from the Latin word fascis, meaning bundle. symbolize summary power and jurisdiction, and or “strength through unity” The traditional roman fascis consisted of a bundle of whit birch rods, tied together with a red leather ribbon into a cylinder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3935200886022853369-709033175321354115?l=antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/feeds/709033175321354115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3935200886022853369&amp;postID=709033175321354115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/709033175321354115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/709033175321354115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/2008/07/charleston-palmetto.html' title='The Charleston Palmetto'/><author><name>An Antiquarian Traveler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04789920255914604164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SGu8LBMrf7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/6-_uhSnnTpc/s72-c/Palm+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3935200886022853369.post-5953659992923419827</id><published>2008-06-07T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T14:01:17.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tourist'/><title type='text'>Spring diatribe...</title><content type='html'>It's coming... I feel it. It that time of year that what can only be described as the invasion of the Stupid people. I’m not sure who lets them out ... or if the heat just brings them out of their homes. They are not prepared for life outside, they haven’t done any preparation for a visit to the “big city” and have lost the ability to read and must have never had a lesson in proper topics of conversation and truly lost any reasonable thought at what not to wear.  Yes,  a diatribe from me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SErx4_lmP0I/AAAAAAAAADA/g1k9tPNW_3U/s1600-h/Palm2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SErx4_lmP0I/AAAAAAAAADA/g1k9tPNW_3U/s400/Palm2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209241880451497794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First of all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don’t care who you are voting for or why you don’t like (blank).&lt;br /&gt;Please... This is a place of business, I have tried to create a working   space where people come to make decisions on how to better their   surroundings in a beautiful or educational way. I was under the   impression that our votes were private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Don’t complain about our local government here in Charleston unless you actually   live here and vote in local elections. If you don’t vote your opinions   don’t count. If you live from off your opinions really don’t count....   do they ? !* See item #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I don’t care if you lost your money in a gambling scheme ie: stock market. You were the  gambler... you took the risks. It’s really none of my concern. I invest in Art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Sign on the door says Antique Maps &amp;amp; Prints. No where does it say   anything about reproductions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you want reproductions.... look up reproductions in the phone book or   look online. No, I don’t know who sells them. I don’t buy them.... so  why would I know who sells them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If you call with a question. All I know about is what is going on in my shop.  I am not an operator, I don’t know the phone number for everybody   in town. That is actually what Information is for. The phone number is 411.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Take the toothpick out of your mouth. I am at least 3 blocks from the nearest restaurant. You have had more than enough time to get the spinach   out of your teeth and didn’t your Mom ever tell you it was improper   to talk with your mouth full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. It’s Charleston, it’s after May, It’s HOT! Don’t complain. You did read   the book. It is hot in the summer in the South. It’s always been hot.   You can’t blame it on Global warming. If it is too hot stay at home in  the air conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SErz-ZFdCDI/AAAAAAAAADI/HvnoyZQIKVU/s1600-h/Palm1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SErz-ZFdCDI/AAAAAAAAADI/HvnoyZQIKVU/s400/Palm1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209244172218599474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can go on if you need me to..... You all know who these people are. I should get a hidden camera and play these episodes on Television. It would make for great reality television. The only question now  is how I shut these people up before they say too much or before I insult their behavior.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3935200886022853369-5953659992923419827?l=antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/feeds/5953659992923419827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3935200886022853369&amp;postID=5953659992923419827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/5953659992923419827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/5953659992923419827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/2008/06/spring-diatribe.html' title='Spring diatribe...'/><author><name>An Antiquarian Traveler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04789920255914604164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SErx4_lmP0I/AAAAAAAAADA/g1k9tPNW_3U/s72-c/Palm2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3935200886022853369.post-472736255052712833</id><published>2008-05-13T13:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T14:00:50.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myanmar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burma'/><title type='text'>Irrawaddy Dreams....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SCn8U1QV7uI/AAAAAAAAACw/q2FZ2dRYWTQ/s1600-h/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SCn8U1QV7uI/AAAAAAAAACw/q2FZ2dRYWTQ/s400/0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199964679599156962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart hurts for the people of Burma .... Cyclone Nargis that devastated most of lower Burma  and  the Irrawaddy delta, May 3rd. will effect their lives for years to come if not for ever. The unfolding tragedy and unjust treatment of the people by the inapt military junta continues to dumbfound me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SCn72FQV7tI/AAAAAAAAACo/7aX8qon-Jgg/s1600-h/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SCn72FQV7tI/AAAAAAAAACo/7aX8qon-Jgg/s400/0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199964151318179538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look back on my trip there in January -February 2004 with quiet memories.&lt;br /&gt;Memories of the beautiful faces, their Faith constant in everything they thing they do. Their long history of oppression the hardships they have endured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudyard Kipling's poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mandalay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin' eastward to the sea,&lt;br /&gt;There's a Burma girl a-settin', and I know she thinks o' me;&lt;br /&gt;For the wind is in the palm-trees, and the temple-bells they say:&lt;br /&gt;"Come you back, you British soldier; come you back to Mandalay!"&lt;br /&gt;Come you back to Mandalay,&lt;br /&gt;Where the old Flotilla lay:&lt;br /&gt;Can't you 'ear their paddles chunkin' from Rangoon to Mandalay?&lt;br /&gt;On the road to Mandalay,&lt;br /&gt;Where the flyin'-fishes play,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay!&lt;br /&gt;'Er petticoat was yaller an' 'er little cap was green,&lt;br /&gt;An' 'er name was Supi-yaw-lat -- jes' the same as Theebaw's Queen,&lt;br /&gt;An' I seed her first a-smokin' of a whackin' white cheroot,&lt;br /&gt;An' a-wastin' Christian kisses on an 'eathen idol's foot:&lt;br /&gt;Bloomin' idol made o'mud...&lt;br /&gt;Wot they called the Great Gawd Budd..&lt;br /&gt;Plucky lot she cared for idols when I kissed 'er where she stud!&lt;br /&gt;On the road to Mandalay . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the mist was on the rice-fields an' the sun was droppin' slow,&lt;br /&gt;She'd git 'er little banjo an' she'd sing "Kulla-lo-lo!"&lt;br /&gt;With 'er arm upon my shoulder an' 'er cheek agin' my cheek&lt;br /&gt;We useter watch the steamers an' the hathis pilin' teak.&lt;br /&gt;Elephints a-pilin' teak&lt;br /&gt;In the sludgy, squdgy creek,&lt;br /&gt;Where the silence 'ung that 'eavy you was 'arf afraid to speak!&lt;br /&gt;On the road to Mandalay . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's all shove be'ind me -- long ago an' fur away,&lt;br /&gt;An' there ain't no 'busses runnin' from the Bank to Mandalay;&lt;br /&gt;An' I'm learnin' 'ere in London what the ten-year soldier tells:&lt;br /&gt;"If you've 'eard the East a-callin', you won't never 'eed naught else."&lt;br /&gt;No! you won't 'eed nothin' else&lt;br /&gt;But them spicy garlic smells,&lt;br /&gt;An' the sunshine an' the palm-trees an' the tinkly temple-bells;&lt;br /&gt;On the road to Mandalay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick o' wastin' leather on these gritty pavin'-stones,&lt;br /&gt;An' the blasted Henglish drizzle wakes the fever in my bones;&lt;br /&gt;Tho' I walks with fifty 'ousemaids outer Chelsea to the Strand,&lt;br /&gt;An' they talks a lot o' lovin', but wot do they understand?&lt;br /&gt;Beefy face an' grubby 'and...&lt;br /&gt;Law! wot do they understand?&lt;br /&gt;I've a neater, sweeter maiden in a cleaner, greener land!&lt;br /&gt;On the road to Mandalay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ship me somewheres east of Suez, where the best is like the worst,&lt;br /&gt;Where there aren't no Ten Commandments an' a man can raise a thirst;&lt;br /&gt;For the temple-bells are callin', an' it's there that I would be..&lt;br /&gt;By the old Moulmein Pagoda, looking lazy at the sea;&lt;br /&gt;On the road to Mandalay,&lt;br /&gt;Where the old Flotilla lay,&lt;br /&gt;With our sick beneath the awnings when we went to Mandalay!&lt;br /&gt;On the road to Mandalay,&lt;br /&gt;Where the flyin'-fishes play,&lt;br /&gt;An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3935200886022853369-472736255052712833?l=antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/feeds/472736255052712833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3935200886022853369&amp;postID=472736255052712833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/472736255052712833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/472736255052712833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/2008/05/irrawaddy-dreams.html' title='Irrawaddy Dreams....'/><author><name>An Antiquarian Traveler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04789920255914604164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SCn8U1QV7uI/AAAAAAAAACw/q2FZ2dRYWTQ/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3935200886022853369.post-3424287575920804687</id><published>2008-05-02T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T13:59:14.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yellow Crowned Night Heron'/><title type='text'>My Neighbors are back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SBuNTc_odoI/AAAAAAAAABw/6JfAF4-PSm8/s1600-h/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SBuNTc_odoI/AAAAAAAAABw/6JfAF4-PSm8/s200/0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195901960442115714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SBuM6s_odnI/AAAAAAAAABo/GC063dJWefw/s1600-h/2008+04+24+018_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SBuM6s_odnI/AAAAAAAAABo/GC063dJWefw/s200/2008+04+24+018_resize.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195901535240353394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same pair of Yellow Crowned Night Herons come back every  year to make their nest in the oak... two trees down from the gallery here on Church Street.&lt;br /&gt;They arrived last week on Tuesday and have been busy  rebuilding their nest.&lt;br /&gt;I showed the pair to , &lt;a href="http://www.mvadventures.com/"&gt;Robin &amp;amp; Jim Roberts &lt;/a&gt; a couple visiting here in Charleston, sailing their way up the coast. Here are some good close up photos they sent me of the nesting pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so wonderful to live in such a beautiful place and to surrounded by all the Natural History. A constant conformation of how what I do parallels what I see....Mark Catesby painted them while he was here in the Carolina Lowcountry the early 1700’s.   ....Audubon's incredible image of the Yellow Crowned Night Herons and the detail or graphics of the feathers really is a great image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SBuO6c_odqI/AAAAAAAAACA/ENYwSiRniwY/s1600-h/2008+04+24+015_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SBuO6c_odqI/AAAAAAAAACA/ENYwSiRniwY/s320/2008+04+24+015_resize.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195903729968641698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3935200886022853369-3424287575920804687?l=antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/feeds/3424287575920804687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3935200886022853369&amp;postID=3424287575920804687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/3424287575920804687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/3424287575920804687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-neighbors-are-back.html' title='My Neighbors are back.'/><author><name>An Antiquarian Traveler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04789920255914604164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SBuNTc_odoI/AAAAAAAAABw/6JfAF4-PSm8/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3935200886022853369.post-7661325626564858218</id><published>2008-04-29T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T14:00:17.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porgy and Bess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charleston'/><title type='text'>Summertime, and the livin' is easy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SBdyN8_odhI/AAAAAAAAAA4/a_deI4-rzwE/s1600-h/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SBdyN8_odhI/AAAAAAAAAA4/a_deI4-rzwE/s320/0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194746279232042514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, and welcome to my world. In the last couple of days the city has begun its transformation into summer. It is finally warm again a the humidity has begun to arrive... the salty smell of the pluff mud... and the thick odor of magnolia is in the air.... another Charleston summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Summertime,&lt;br /&gt;And the livin' is easy&lt;br /&gt;Fish are jumpin'&lt;br /&gt;And the cotton is high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your daddy's rich&lt;br /&gt;And your mamma's good lookin'&lt;br /&gt;So hush little baby&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these mornings&lt;br /&gt;You're going to rise up singing&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll spread your wings&lt;br /&gt;And you'll take to the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But till that morning&lt;br /&gt;There's a'nothing can harm you&lt;br /&gt;With daddy and mamma standing by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summertime,&lt;br /&gt;And the livin' is easy&lt;br /&gt;Fish are jumpin'&lt;br /&gt;And the cotton is high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your daddy's rich&lt;br /&gt;And your mamma's good lookin'&lt;br /&gt;So hush little baby&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the early 1920's, Du Bose Heyward wrote the book "Porgy" based on the comings and goings of the residents of 89 and 91 Church Street. The Building was commonly known at that time as Cabbage Row because of the cabbages grown in the court yard and sold on the doorstep. In Heyward's book the location of the building was changed to the waterfront and renamed the buildings as Catfish Row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Building has had a colorful history from being a tenement for many years, A much missed ladies dress shop, Porgy &amp;amp; Bess; and now the home for the last 7 years to &lt;a href="http://www.carolinaantiqueprints.com/"&gt;Carolina Antique Maps &amp;amp; Prints &lt;/a&gt;at 91 Church. I moved the Print Shop from King Street in 2001. Next Door at 89 Church are Martine and Emilie Dulles of &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%E2%80%9Dhttp://www.dullesdesigns.com/%E2%80%9D"&gt;Dulles Designs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;specialist dealers in fine stationery and gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Book "Porgy", Heyward writes of Catfish Row:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Catfish Row, in which Porgy lived, was not a row at all, but a great brick structure that lifted its three stories about the three sides of the court..... and pierced in its center by a wide entrance way. Over the entrance there still remained a massive grill of Italian wrought iron, a battered capital of marble surmounted each of the lofty gate-posts. The court itself was paved with large flag-stones, which even beneath the accumulated grime of a century, glimmered with faint and varying pastel shades in direct sunlight. The south wall, which was always in shadow, was lichened from pavement to rotting gutter;and opposite, the northern face, unbroken except by rows of small-paned windows, showed every color through its flaking stucco, and, in summer, a steady blaze of scarlet from rows of geraniums that bloomed in old vegetable tins upon every window sill.&lt;br /&gt;Within the high-ceilinged rooms, with their battered colonial mantels and broken decorations of Adam designs in plaster, governors had come and gone, and ambassadors of kings had schemed and danced....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3935200886022853369-7661325626564858218?l=antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/feeds/7661325626564858218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3935200886022853369&amp;postID=7661325626564858218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/7661325626564858218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3935200886022853369/posts/default/7661325626564858218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antiquarianthreads.blogspot.com/2008/04/summertime-and-livin-is-easy.html' title='Summertime, and the livin&apos; is easy....'/><author><name>An Antiquarian Traveler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04789920255914604164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dNUcb-j1sls/SBdyN8_odhI/AAAAAAAAAA4/a_deI4-rzwE/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
