The house had only one room in it-- There was a number of travellers &
we got but one bed- that was straw or something harder- The pillow case
had been on 5 or 6 years I _reckon_, so I pin'd over my handkerchief- &
put night gown over my frock--We rose an hour before day break, got
breakfast & set out in the snow for another hut- We rode several miles
on the Northern bank of the Ohio- We saw a very large rock containing a
great many names-we added ours to the number-- The road was at the foot
of a very high hill or mountain, & so near the river, there was scarcely
room for a waggon- I rode in constant fear, for the bank down to the
river, was very high and steep-- We came on 12 miles, to Beaver town, on
Tuesday- We cross'd the big Beaver, a stream which empties into the
Ohio- It is generally, fordable, but is at present so rais'd by the
rain, that a flat is used-- We found a very good Inn at Beaver town; &
soon after supper, Judge Austin & a M^r Weatherby (Merchant-) of Warren,
came in--Not Dobson nor Stephenson)-- I felt as glad to see them & as
well acquainted with them in a few minutes, as if we had all our lives
been neighbors--The Judge, resembles D^r Goodsel in his looks:- but is
older & larger- M^r Weatherby looks like T. Devereaux--They both, told
me they were sorry M^r Edwards did not know I was on the road, that he
might have sent an horse after me-- They were on their way to Pitt^g but
Judge A, had some idea of returning immediately back to Warren, & they
had a mind to hire a horse & have me return with him, but M^r Wolcott
objected-- I can guess his reason for it, but I will not write it-- I
very much wish'd it, as I fear I shall be oblig'd to walk a good part of
the way- M^r W- says it would not hurt any of us to walk 9 miles every
day of our lives- I told him I should not like to walk it in stormy
weather, as we are now oblig'd to; but he said it would not hurt me if I
shouldn't-- I have already worn out my boots almost entirely, with
walking-- M^r W- is a very strange man- I don't know what to make of him
--I shall be so thankful to get thro'- & then if I am caught with a
Deacon of any name, again, I shall deserve to suffer-- We are within 40
miles of Warren, & to be unable to get there under 4 or 5 days, is
perfectly tantalizing-- We came 10-1/2 miles to day, & are at a very
comfortable Inn, just in the edge of Greersburg- We expected to get a
little further, to Hart's tavern quite in the town: & there I hop'd to
see judge Austin again, & I determin'd at any rate to accept his offer
of getting me a horse, & go directly on with him, for I do not intend to
walk 9 miles a day till we get there, if I can help it- even if it will
not hurt me-- I won't take the _good_ deacon's word for that. The horses
are really tir'd out & out, & every day by the time we get 4 miles they
will stop & it is extremely difficult to get them on at all- but it is
so _expensive_ hiring a horse to go on, that as long as the waggon
alone, can be drawn 3 or 4 miles a day, it will not be done--but I feel
provoked, as you will easily see, so I will write no more on this
subject---- I am so anxious to end my journey, that I have lost all
interest about the country I pass through-- it snows or rains every day,
constantly-- I think in good weather, the ride from Warren to Pitts^g
must be pleasant- If that were at present the case, my journal would be
as much more interesting, as my journey would be pleasanter-- I am quite
tir'd of both, but still so habituated to them, that I think it will
seem very strange for a few days after I end them, (if I _live_ after
that time) not to run out the waggon as soon as I have eaten my
breakfast--& not to have my journal in my work-bag to fill it up-- It is
very troublesome I assure you-- I fear it will be worn out before you
get it- it is already very dirty, & so badly written you will never read
half of it--