490 JOURNAL. [PART m. 



1 dollar for a set of old shoes to my horse, half 

 the price of new ones. 



025. July 4th. Leave Princeton; in the 

 evening, reach a place very appropriately called 

 Mud-holes, after riding 46 miles over lands in 

 general very good but very little cultivated, and 

 that little very badly; the latter part of the 

 journey in company with a Mr. Jones from 

 Kentucky. Nature is the agriculturist here; 

 speculation, instead of cultivation, is the order 

 of the day amongst men. We feel the ill effects 

 of this in the difficulty of getting oats for our 

 horses. However, the evil is unavoidable, if 

 it really can be called an evil. As well might 

 I grumble that farmers have not taken pos 

 session as complain that men of capital have. 

 Labour is the thing wanted, but, to have that, 

 money must come first. This Mud-holes was 

 a sort of fort, not 4 years ago, for guarding 

 against the Indians, who then committed great 

 depredations, killing whole families often, men, 

 women and children. How changeable are the 

 affairs of this world ! I have not met with a 

 single Indian in the whole course of my route. 

 926. July 5th. Come to Judge Chambers', 

 a good tavern ; 35 miles. On our way, pass 

 French Lick, a strong spring of water impreg 

 nated with salt and sulphur, and called Lick 

 from its being resorted to by cattle for the salt; 



