CHAPTER V. 



FOUR DAYS AT ALBANT 



TARTED from Nassau at eleven o'clock, 

 still following the Boston and Albany 

 Turnpike, and soon reached the Old 

 Barringer Homestead. It was with 

 this family that I spent my first night 

 in Rensselaer County sixteen years be- 

 fore, when a lad of seventeen, I was 

 looking for a school commissioner and 

 a school to teach. Brock way's was 

 another well-known landmark which I could not 

 pass without stopping, for it was here that I boarded 

 the first week after opening my school at Schodack 

 Centre in the autumn of 1859. At the school, too, 

 I dismounted, and found that the teacher was one of 

 my old scholars. The Lewis family, at the hotel just 

 beyond, were waiting my approach with wide-open 

 door; for Oscar Lewis had gone to Albany and had 

 said before he left : " Keep a sharp lookout for Captain 

 Glazier, as he will surely pass this way." It was very 

 pleasant to be met so cordially, although the sight of 

 well-kno\vn faces and landmarks brought back the past 

 and made me feel like another Rip Van Winkle. 



In crossing the river between Greenbush and Albany, 

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