What is "batture"

Usage examples of "batture".

He saw the clus ter of cypress on the batture, the floating wooden platform of the landing at Twelve-Mile Point.

They walked down Felicity Street and to the grocery stalls by the batture at the foot of Market Street, together.

He stripped again and waded the channel, dressed in the thickets of the batture, and climbed the steep clay bank, to stand with the cold steady wind flapping and pulling at his clothing, looking down over the dark green acres of cane in the heatless light.

And because he was carrying the lantern, knowing Esteban and probably Cornwallis at least would still be stirring in the house, he made his way to and from the bluff the long way around, through the cane-rows downstream from the house and up the batture, with the levee between the bobbing light and the windows.

I kept moving the boat downstream, and Daubray followed me along the batture, tripping over cypress knees and getting his trousers wet while the fog got thicker and thicker.

The batture was a solid granny-knot of brush, saplings, weeds, and snags-a nearly-impenetrable snarl of desiccated roots and branches, occupied by birds, turtles, snakes of every variety, alligators, and upon occasion runaway slaves.

He set out at moonrise, traveling along the batture with his two sacks of kindling.

Moving along the batture, January felt as if he were the last man living on a silent earth, left behind by some unimaginable catastrophe.

Avocet, too, would be wrapped in darkness, though he dared not climb the batture at this point to see.

He strained to hear what was happening, but there was too much noise from the rush and surge of the wind in the snags of the batture, in the trees beyond the levee, in the hammering air itself.

The clamor blanketed everything in the bizarre illusion of silence, and he had the impression-when he saw a dozen men in the garments of slaves emerge from the tangled growth of the batture below him-that they did so without a sound.

He fired a shot into the batture group with the Kentucky longrifle in his hands, trying to open a gap to the landing.

He groped a little farther along the batture, and nearly put his hand on a four-foot snake that went whipping from beneath a downed tree.

And the longer he remained, the greater the chances of someone either coming over the top of the levee again, or coming down the batture from upriver, drawn by rumor of the rebellion.

He could have walked by their bodies and not known it, walked by them trapped in the flooded batture, with them screaming his name not ten feet from him, and would not have heard .