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Whatever happened to bustling, thr1ring, pioneering river town named Gainesville? The L. and N. aailroad was built in 1840 and with that event water transportation was no longer of prime importance. The population shifted gradually to the ooastal oonmunity.
But still, on a winter's night, they say «— when the wind is in the trees, the spirits of Pierre Baaeau, hot-headed Murrel, and Copeland, the terrible — these pirates and freebooters of Infamy in old Gainesville and Honey Island Swamp — move through the shadows. Checking on booty and burled treasures. Copeland, hanged for murder; Baaeau, who	deserted the American cause	and	was killed with
the British	in	the Battle of Chalmette;	and	Murrell, bravest
and boldest	of	the lot who escaped from	the	dungeon and
QQLd Center and	whose fate has been lost	in oblivion.
Whatever happened to Gainesville? Ask the birds that sing in the early stillness of morning. Seek an answer from the reptiles that sun themselves along the river's bank «—> perhaps the alligators may be able to tell you. When all else falls we suggest you take one of the tours provided by NASA. Thousands of visitors do. Xou, too, may walk on the grounds cnee a land grant to Ambrose oaines. Who knows, you could klok up an arrow head, or a mini ball, or a button from a Confederate soldier's uniform - or a fossil.
Whatever happened to dear old Gainesville. 'Dake the tour and see for yourself I
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