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head‘and one of his hands injured. As we had no baggage, and 
were but two miles from Greenbush, we resolved to leave the 
stage where it was, and walked to Greenbush. At about eleven 
o’clock we reached the river. Not a soul was in the street; the 
lights were all extinguished, and the ferry boats were on the 
other side of the river. Our shouting was of no avail; the pain 
in my side also prevented me from calling. In about half an 
hour, however, the stage arrived, which the driver had raised 
with the help of some farmers; and he made such a terrible noise, 
that at last, after waiting an hour, the ferry boats came to take 
us to Albany. In riding through the city the jolting of the stage 
gave me much pain. On leaving the stage at twelve o’clock I 
could scarcely speak or walk on account of my side, which I had 
also injured two years previously, on my passage from Ostend 
to London, and since that time it had constantly retained a painful 
sensation. V 
The next morning I awoke with such dreadful pain in my right 
side, that I could scarcely move in bed. The obliging Sir Michael 
Clare gave me every assistance. He opened a vein in my arm, 
took sixteen ounces of blood, gave me a purgative, and ordered 
embrocations to the side, by which treatment the pain had so 
much abated in the afternoon, that I could move with more ease. 
I was, however, confined the whole day to my bed. The Van 
Rensselaer family showed me much attention. On the second 
day I could indeed leave the bed, but still not continue my jour¬ 
ney. On the third day, September 16th, Sir Michael and Lady 
Clare left Albany for Boston, whence they were going to New 
York. My pains had not much abated, but I nevertheless resolved 
to proceed to New York, as I had read in the papers that the 
Pallas had arrived there, and as I wished to receive the attend¬ 
ance of Dr. Schilett. I was indeed obliged to relinquish my de¬ 
sign of seeing Catskill Mountains, but thought of stopping at 
West Point to visit the military school. 
At ten o’clock we embarked on board the steam-boat Rich¬ 
mond. The banks of the Hudson are very handsome, and here 
and there well cultivated. From Albany to New York it is one 
hundred and forty-four miles, and to West Point ninety-six. 
Hudson, a place twenty-seven and a half miles from Albany*, 
which we reached at noon, seems to be very handsome and 
lively. We remarked in the harbour several sloops, and on 
shore some brick stores, five stories high. On the opposite side 
of the river lies Athens, between which and Hudson there seems 
to be much communication kept up by a team-boat. A very low 
island in the middle of the stream between the two places ren¬ 
dered this communication somewhat difficult at first, as vessels 
