he can purchase one hundred head of
horses if he wished, all which have come from other states, and some
fine blooded stock. I learn through friend ---- ----, of Bairdstown,
Kentucky, that there has been some hard talk about Judge ----, at
Lexington. I have no confidence in a man who drinks and gambles, as he
does; I do not care how wealthy he is, nor how great a title he wears;
for my part I intend to keep clear of him, with all of his wealth and
title; and your friend in Maysville is another. I write in haste, and
send it by our brother.

Yours, ---- ----.

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[This number describes the bearer to be BOLD, ARTFUL, TEMPERATE,
IMPRUDENT, LARGE and TALL, of DARK COMPLEXION, by profession a MERCHANT;
he is diseased with RHEUMATISM; his age from THIRTY to FORTY, hair
DAPPLED.]

No. 8.
Lexington, June 3, 1827.

_Dear Brown_,--I have at last arrived in this wealthy part of Kentucky,
which I assure you is a treat for a man that has been so much exposed to
the fatigues of travelling over cliffs, and swimming creeks, and all
other inconveniences that man could imagine. I arrived at Winchester,
Kentucky, where our old friend resides. It was two o'clock when I
arrived, but I found him in his shop playing cards with a black
journeyman old sledge, at twenty-five cents a game, and you ought to
have seen him scrabble for the cards when I rapped upon the window. I
left Winchester for Maysville, where I remained four days with our
friend, the same old block of sociability; yet he tells me he does well
in the stock trade. He says he sold forty odd horses in one year. Since
he has lived in Kentucky, over two hundred, which you know is over fifty
per year. From Maysville I crossed the river through the Sciota region,
by the way of Portsmouth, then to Chillicothe; from there on to
Zanesville, from there to Wheeling, and then to Washington,
Pennsylvania; returned to Wheeling, then to Parkersburgh. I did not call
at Marietta; there has some difficulty taken place in that region. From
Parkersburgh to Charleston, Kanhaway, with but little delay. Our saline
friends are great dealers in "coney." I met twenty-six in one day at the
old "Col." He is doing his work clean, without any risk. There are, he
tells me, upon an average, five horses sold per week from Sandy among
the friends of the trade. I left Charleston; had a tedious journey to
this city. Lexington is a hum