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drinking a little cold water this morning it struck a chill 

 ever me; a fit of ague came on, and afterwards a strong 

 fever, which forced me to bed. A number of people yearly 

 lose their lives in this hot climate, by drinking cold water. 

 It is best, after drinking, to keep up perspiration by walking 

 or some other exercise, or take a little spirits with it. 



May 8. Thermometer sunk to 68; to day 14 degrees 

 colder than yesterday. The fever took by drinking cold 

 water yesterday continues, and has thrown a painful hu 

 mour into one of my feet. 



May 18. Fine pleasant day, not too warm, thermometer 

 7*2 ; thunder storm last night. Wheat coming on the ear, 

 a month earlier than in England. Saw at market to-day 

 ripe wild-stawberries, green currants, and gooseberries; 

 green peas Is. 8d. peck, cabbages Id. each, and pretty 

 good lamb at 4d. per Ib. I have been thinking of going 

 back into the Western States, and have inquired after wag 

 gons to send my trunks by. Saw one from Wheeling, on 

 the Ohio river, and one from the State of Tennasee, back 

 of Kentucky. Their horses are generally strong, like our 

 largest coach horses, and in good condition. Carriage to 

 Pittsburgh is 7s. 1-Od. per 100 Ib., 240 miles; a good 

 road, I am told, all the way, on which regular stage 

 coaches run. 



May 2\. Fine and pleasant, thermometer 74. I had 

 almost engaged with a waggon for taking my trunks to the 

 west, with an intention of going to Birkbeck s Settlement, 

 but a carpenter from the west arrived here yesterday, and is 

 now lodging in the house I am in. Says he has been sick 

 (ill) out there, and the country generally is unhealthy ; 

 there is hardly a house but has one or more sick r and 

 otherwise thinks it a poor place for a person without a 

 family. Pork Id. per Ib., and labourer s wages 6s. 9d. per 

 week only. 



May 25. Bright hot day, thermometer 87 in my bed 

 room, the windows all up. In the custom-house, 83; came 

 on a thunder gust, when it sunk to 76. Yesterday was 

 Whitmonday; nobody at work; horse racing and country 

 parties were the order of the day. Took a long ramble 

 southwards into the country, over a bridge 600 yards long, 

 thrown across a creek or arm of the Bay, for horses and 

 foot-men. The bright glowing atmosphere ; the fragrant 

 breeze over the undulating little inclosures ; trees, shrubs, 



