After waiting 3 or 4 hours at the ferry house, we with great difficulty
cross'd the ferry & I, standing brac'd against one side of the boat
involuntarily endeavouring to balance it with my weight & groaning at
every fresh breeze as I watch'd the side which almost dipt in the water-
& the ferrymen swearing at every breath- M^r, M^{rs} & Miss Wolcott
viewing the city and vainly wishing they had improv'd the time of our
delay to take a nearer view---- At length we reach'd this shore almost
frozen- The Ferry is a mile & an half wide-- I was too fatigued to
write last night & soon after we came retired to bed- We were again
oblig'd all to sleep in one room & in dirty sheets- but pass'd the night
very comfortably--If good wishes have any influence, we shall reach our
journey's end in peace- for we obtain them from everyone-- The morning
is pleasant & we are soon to ride----M^{rs} Buskirck the landlady, I
should imagine is about 60 years of age & she sits by with a three year
old child in her lap- She wears a long ear'd cap & looks so old I
thought she must be Grandmother till I enquir'd--