SUNDAY, JUNE 29TH.

Slept soundly after the bath so that I did not hear the thunder. The

bedroom I hope the smallest I shall meet with; got up at half past four

but not able to shave; obliged to sleep in my shirt, as the night-shirt

was made wet by crushing a pineapple into the bag. On the road I stept

down to feel the Hot Spring which was hot indeed, I did not learn the

degrees. Breakfasted at Maurice Hill. Drove over mountains chiefly

covered with oaks and pines; the chief danger in crossing these

mountains is the snapping of the drag chain. Dined nearly one mile from

Sulphur Springs; a good deal of company; ran down to the spring, the

water a sulphur taste. Took leave of fellow passengers consisting of an

elderly lady and her daughter of the name of Parker of Philadelphia, a

family from Baltimore; a gentleman about sixty with his wife and two

daughters, one not more than seven years, and a middle-aged lady born in

London. We had spent two or three days very pleasantly and parted

reluctantly. I received an invitation to their house. Set off to

Lewisburgh and arrived a little before six; a little thriving place. The

hill before descending to the White Sulphur Spring I find is the

back-bone, as the streams flow each way; eastward into the Atlantic, and

westward into the Mississippi. For some time past the negroes have been

so numerous that whites have appeared rather strange. Some of the trees

that are hollow are fired to drive out the squirrels, and others have

been fired by lightning and others split by the same means. A

double-bedded room.

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