70 LIFE OF BENJAMIN SILLIMAN. * 



proper, but in mine was certainly reprehensible. You 

 justly remark, however, that our rank in society will not 

 permit us to stoop to mean economy. It will not ; but I am 

 conscious that I have spent much money which I might 

 have saved. Perhaps $200 would comprehend everything 

 of this kind ; but this sum, although small, is something in 



the support of a year President Adams arrived 



in town this afternoon, and we expect him at meeting to 

 morrow at the Chapel. I am very well ; feel no bad effects 



from the summer's heat It is my turn to officiate 



this evening, and as the bell is now ringing, I must bid 

 you adieu 



The following letter describes a journey made on 

 horseback from Newport, R. L, to Boston, and thence 

 to New Haven, by the way of Worcester and Spring 

 field. 



TO MR. G. S. SILLIMAN. 



NEW HAVEN, June 5, 1801. 



DEAR SELLECK, Noon, Monday, May 19. 



After we parted with you and your charming compan 

 ion, we rode on to the ferry, noticing in our progress the 

 traces of war upon the surrounding hills. We passed the 

 ferry safely ; but from the extreme ill-nature and boorish- 

 ness of the ferrymen, we were confident that they belonged 

 to the lowest type of democracy. As we sailed, the seat 

 of King Philip excited in my mind an interesting train of 

 reflections upon the surprising declension of the Indian, 

 and the rise of the Anglo-American, power in this country. 

 The singular neatness and thrift of Bristol and Warren 

 would have given me much more pleasure had they been 

 produced by any other means than the misery of the Afri 

 cans. Between two and three P. M. we dined at Cole's, 

 and arrived in Providence a little before sunsetting. We 

 put up at Aldrich's, took tea, dressed, &c. ; but an unlucky 





