We came but a little peice as the Dutchmen say, to day, & are in a most
curious place to night- If possible I will describe it- It is a log hut
built across the road from the tavern, for _movers-_ that the landlord
need not be _bother'd_ with them-- Had it been possible for our horses
to have reached another inn we should not have staid with the cross old
dutch fellow-we have a good fire, a long dirty table, a few boards
nailed up for a closet, a dozen long boards in one side & as many
barrels in the other- 2 benches to sit on, two bottomless chairs, & a
floor containing dirt enough to plant potatoes-- The man says he has
been so bother'd with movers, that he has taken down his sign, for he
does not need his tavern to live-- If we had a mind to stay we might but
if we chose to go on he had no objection-- Cross old witch- I had rather
have walk'd 10 miles than stay, but the poor horses could not-- We are
going to sleep on the floor all in a room together in the old stile
without bothering the old Scamp, for any thing-Mrs Jackson has beds-- If
I did not feel provok'd with the wretch I should rest comfortably-
Tues- morn- The old man I believe feels a little asham'd of his
treatment of us & was going to make some apology, but concluded by
saying with a forced laugh, that if we ever came there again, he would
treat us just so- He may if has oppor^{ty}--