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every thing going to it is iin-shipped, here. Mr. Ber- 

 thoud has the store in Avhich the articles exporting or 

 importing are lodged ; and is, indeed, a great shipper, 

 though at a thousand miles from the sea. 



496. June 20lU. — Left the good and comfortable 

 house of Mr. Berthoud, very much pleased with him 

 and his amiable wife and fainilj, though 1 differed with 

 him a little in politics. Having been taught at church, 

 when a boy, that the Pope was the M-hore of Babylon, 

 that the Bourbons were tyrants, and that the Priests 

 and privileged orders of France were impostors and 

 petty tyrants under them, I could not agree with him 

 in applauding the Boroughmongers of England for re- 

 subjugating the people of France, and restoring the 

 Bourbons, the Pope, and the Inquisition. 



497. Stop at New Albany, 2 miles below Shipping- 

 port, till the evening. A Mr. Paxton, I am told, is 

 the proprietor of a great part of the town, and has the 

 grist and saw-mills, which are worked by steam, and 

 the ferry across the river. Leave this place in company 

 with a couple of young men from the western part of the 

 state of New York, who are on their way to Tennessee 

 in a small ferry-boat. Their whole journey will, pro- 

 bably, be about 1,500 miles. 



498. June 2\st. — Floating down the river, without 

 any thing in particular occiuTing. 



499. June 22?trf. — Saw a Mr. Johnstone and his wife 

 reaping wheat on the side of the river. They told us 

 they had come to thir^ spot last year, direct from 3lan- 

 chester, Old England, and had bought their little farm 

 of 55 acres of a back-woodsman who had cleared it, 

 and was glad to move farther westward, for 3 dollars an 

 acre. They had a fine flock of little children, and pigs 

 and poultry, and were cheerful and happy, being con- 

 fident that their industry and economy would not be 

 frustrated by visits for tithes or taxes. 



500. June 23rd. — See great quantities of turkey- 

 buzzards and thousands of pigeons. Came to Pigeon 

 Creek, about 230 miles below the Falls, and stopped 

 for the night at Evansville, a to^vn of nine months old, 

 near the mouth of it. We are now frequently met and 

 passed by large, fine steam-boats, plying up and down 



