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much. When I saw them and heard 

 them, *' What a contrast,'*^ said I to my- 

 self, " with the senseless, gaudy, upstart, 

 " hectoring, insolent and cruel Yeoman- 

 '' ry Cavalry in England, who, while they 

 " grind their labourers into the revolt of 

 " starvation, gallantly sally forth with 

 " their sabres to chop them down at the 

 " command of a Secretary of State ; and, 

 " who, the next moment, creep and favvo 

 " like spaniels before their Boroughmon- 

 " ger Landlords !" At Mr. Townsitend's I 

 saw a man, in his service, lately from 

 Yorkshire, but an Irishman by birth. 

 He wished to have an opportunity to see 

 me. He had read many of my "little 

 books." I shook him by the hand, told him 

 he had now got a good house over his 

 head and a kind employer, and advised 

 him not to move for one year, and to save 

 his wages during that year. 

 March 11. Same open weather. — I am now at Tren- 

 ton, in New-Jersey, waiting for something 

 to carry me on towards New-York. — 

 Yesterday Mr. Townshend sent me on, 

 under an escort of Quakers, to Mr. An- 

 thony Taylor's. He was formerly a 

 merchant in Philadelphia, and now lives 

 in his very pretty country-house on a 

 very beautiful farm. He has some as fine 

 and fat oxen as we generally see at 

 Smithfield market, in London. I think 

 they will weigh sixty score each. Fine 

 farm yard. Every thing belonging to the 

 farm good ; but, what a neglectful garden- 

 er ! Saw some white thorns here (brought 

 from England), which, if I had wanted 

 any proof, would have clearly proved to 

 me, that they would, with less care, make 



