Friday eve- 9 miles past Pitts'^g- Penn-

This morning we set out once more & proceeded 4 miles- It was snowing

very fast, & one of our horses was taken sick & could scarcely get that

little distance-M^r W- was oblig'd to whip it almost every step to keep

it from lying down-- We could not ride at all & stopt at the first

tavern we came to--We are afraid the horse will die & then what will

become of us?---- I am more than ever discouraged-

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