errified us, was exorcised by actual tender chickens,
fresh eggs, and plentiful accessories of vegetables and pies; and
our man, William, the driver, was converted into a waiter, doing
his part as if he were 'native to the manner.'

[N.B.--Our old friend's memorandum was scanty, and so we publish
but a small extract from it. We smile at his infirmities--more in
love than ridicule--and are not fond of proclaiming them, and only
do so in this brief extract to justify our assertion that his
traveling temper reminded us of English tourists, who would seem to
make it a point to turn their plates bottom-side upward. The
father's and daughter's records of the same scenes are both true.
The one is the right, the other the wrong side of the tapestry.
Strange, that any eye should make the fatal mistake of looking at
the last rather than the first.]

_September 29th, Anno Domini 18--._ ---- Left my comfortable
lowland home for unknown parts, and known mountain regions of snow
and ice. The Lord willing, I am sure of one pleasure--coming home!

_Monday Evening._--We had three mortal hours on our hands this
morning in Boston. I called on my dear old surviving friends of the
---- family. Not one of them, they tell me, has yet risked his life
in a rail-car. Wisdom is not extinct! Called on dear Widow O----,
who gave me a nice lunch of pickled oysters, rolls and butter, and
a glass of old Madeira. Meantime the girls were ranging round
studios(?) and picture-shops. This rage for art has come in with
the foreign tongues, since my time. Picked them up at a
restaurateur's. What a misnomer! What refreshment could be found in
the little back-parlor of a shop, with herds coming in and herd
going out, and a few faint rays of light stealing in between the
windows and the walls of back-buildings surrounding them? Came in
the cars to Portland. Dust disgusting! Shall never again see the
original color of my coat! Dust laid on inches deep, the continual
presence of a mob, and peril to life and limb; death staring you in
the face, ready to grab you at any moment. This is what we get by
the modern improvement of rail-cars over a gentleman's carriage,
with select and elect friends, and leisure to look at a beautiful
country! Travelers now are prisoners under sentence of probable