S2 CLIMATE, SEASONS, &C. [PART 1. 



1818. 



March 11. since two o'clock, in what is called 

 a Jersey-waggon, through such mud 

 as I never saw before. Up to the 

 stock of the wheel ; and yet a pair 

 of very little horses have dragged 

 us through it*in the space of Jive 

 hours. The best horses and driver % 

 and the worst roads I ever set my 

 eyes on. This part of Jersey is a 

 sad spectacle, after leaving the 



t, brightest of all the bright parts of 



Pennsylvania. My driver, who is 

 a tavern-keeper himself, would have 

 been a very pleasant companion, if 

 he had not drunk so much spirits 

 on the road. This is the great mis 

 fortune of America ! As we were 



.1 going up a hill very slowly, I could 



perceive him looking very hard at 

 my cheek for some time. At last, 

 he said : " I am wondering, Sir, to 

 " see you look so fresh and soyoung, 

 " considering w r hat you have gone 

 " through in the world;" though 

 I cannot imagine how he had learnt 

 who I was. " I'll tell you," said J, 

 " how I have contrived the thing. 

 " I rise early, go to bed early, eat 

 "sparingly, never drink anything 



