74 LIFE OF BENJAMIN SILLIMAN. 



found at our lodgings ; he had just arrived on a visit to 

 his friends. At five P. M. we left Boston, and proceeded to 

 Cambridge, where we were detained an hour by rain. We 

 then proceeded through Watertown to Waltham, ten miles 

 from Boston, where we put up for the night at Harrington's. 



Friday, 23d. We proceeded through East Sudbury and 

 West Sudbury, where we breakfasted at Howe's ; then on 

 through Maryborough, Northborough, and Shrewsbury, to 

 Worcester, where we arrived at one p. M., forty-seven miles 

 from Boston. We dined at Barker's, and partook of a very 

 animated dessert, administered by a democratic lawyer of 

 the town who dined at our table. The subject of dispute 

 was the right of the people to choose the electors of Pres- 

 ident. Unfortunately, the gentleman made me such con- 

 cessions as ran him on shore at once, while our jolly land- 

 lord was laughing in his sleeve at the confusion of one who, 

 I suppose, had hitherto ruled the roost in his house. Wor- 

 cester is a beautiful inland town, and the country between 

 it and Boston is generally very fine. At three, we pro- 

 ceeded through Leicester and Spencer, a hilly country, to 

 East Brookfield, a delightful village in a fruitful vale, 

 where one of my pupils Reed found us out, and con- 

 ducted us to his father's, where we took tea. Major Reed 

 lives in elegant country style. We proceeded to West 

 Brookfield, where we put up at Draper's, fifty-seven miles 

 from the place where we set out in the morning. This 

 moment comes in your letter by Mr. Wales. I feel grate- 

 ful to the persons who have expressed a wish to become 

 acquainted with your brother, nor shall I ever forget the 

 unmerited attentions which I received while in Newport, 

 particularly from Major Lyman's family. 



Saturday, 24th. We mounted our horses at five p. M., 

 designing to reach Hartford, if possible, fifty- six miles. 

 We rode through a hilly country, but a pleasant one ; the 

 road was turnpiked ; breakfasted at Bates's in Palmer, a 

 very contentious and ill-governed family. We proceeded 



