This morning rose soon after five with the intention of going to
Poughkeepsie; but there hardly appeared time to get to the steamboat,
and a shower of rain settled the matter. Engaged all forenoon in reading
the "Bolton Chronicle," July 5, saw an account of uncle Yates's death.
Walked into the town; visited the great book sale, purchased at Carville
another copy of the "American Tourist" for 1-1/2 dollars. Called upon
Mr. Crook and walked through his warehouse, a large stock of cotton,
woollen blankets, counterpanes and stockings. Found R. Crook going by
the _Hibernia_; walked with James Dean to the Wharf and took my berth
in the _Hibernia_ for Liverpool; found the Captain pleasing but not so
experienced as Captain S. K. Took dinner at the Franklin House, roasted
turkey, bread and potatoes with some apple pie and a glass of water for
9_d._; then called upon a Mr. Butcher from Sheffield at Mr. Bliss's;
took two glassfuls of Madeira, almost tipsy. Bought a razor strop for
two dollars; then to J. D. after tea; went to a Mr. Alexander Taylor
where Frank was stopping, found him a jovial pleasant man, also Mrs. T.
formerly Burton, and sister-in-law to Joseph Wood's wife, and cousin to
William R. Crook, like J. D., converted by his wife; so much for
Unitarianism.