A street turned off at right angles$$$ descending$$$ and became a dirt road. On either hand the land dropped more sharply; a broad flat dotted with small cabins whose weathered roofs were on a level with the crown of the road. They were set in small grass

A street turned off at right angles$$$ descending$$$ and became a dirt road. On either hand the land dropped more sharply; a broad flat dotted with small cabins whose weathered roofs were on a level with the crown of the road. They were set in small grassless plots littered with broken things$$$ bricks$$$ planks$$$ crockery$$$ things of a once utilitarian value. What growth there was consisted of rank weeds and the trees were mulberries and locusts and sycamores--trees that partook also of the foul desiccation which surrounded the houses; trees whose very burgeoning seemed to be the sad and stubborn remnant of September$$$ as if even spring had passed them by$$$ leaving them to feed upon the rich and unmistakable smell of negroes in which they grew.