Harriet Low
Harriett Low Hillard (18 May 1809 – 1877) was an American woman of letters and diarist. From 1829 to 1833 she lived in the Portuguese colony of Macau on the South China coast and she and her sickly aunt became the first American women to go to China. During her stay from 1829 to 1833, she wrote a journal in the form of letters to her older sister Molly (Mary Ann, 1808–1851), and became acquainted with many of the influential individuals in the colony. After her return to the United States, she married and moved to London, returning to New York with her husband and five daughters in 1848. Her journal is now part of the Low-Mills collection in the Library of Congress.
Biography
She was born Harriet Low, the second of twelve children of Seth and Mary Porter Low, in Salem, Massachusetts. Her father was a well-to-do merchant and owner of a successful shipping business among the ports of Salem, New York, London, and Canton (modern-day Guangzhou). A leading citizen of Brooklyn, Seth Low was one of the founders of the Unitarian church in that city. As one of four daughters in a large family, Harriet engaged in many household tasks, including sewing and mending.
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Hayride To Hell
by: Hoodoo GurusCharlie was a driver and he hardly spent a night at home.
He rarely saw his family, trucking loads those long weeks
on the road.
And Charlie would drive
For miles and miles.
Charlie had a teenage daughter he thought of as a little
girl
But one day he came home his little girl had grown-up
news to tell.
"Oh Daddy", she cried "oh Daddy, I tried But on the
hayride how I fell
That was a hayride bound for Hell."
Now Billy Jackson was the father but he wasn't man enough
to own.
And his daddy was the mayor and he said,
"Charlie, just leave my Billy-boy alone."
Billy had to hide
But there was guilt inside
And you can't hide from yourself.
That's just a hayride bound for Hell.
Charlie's daughter died whilst giving birth to Billy
Jackson's child
And Billy Jackson ain't been seen around these parts for
quite a while.
And Charlie would drive
For miles and miles
And his tail-lights say farewell