This man's deafness seemed to have made his mind and
feelings uncommonly coarse; for, after the opium-eater had renewed an old
acquaintance with him, almost the first question he asked, in his raised
voice, was, "Do you eat opium now?"
At Hartford, the keeper of a temperance hotel reading a Hebrew Bible in
the bar by means of a lexicon and an English version.
A negro, respectably dressed, and well-mounted on horseback, travelling
on his own hook, calling for oats, and drinking a glass of
brandy-and-water at the bar, like any other Christian. A young man from
Wisconsin said, "I wish I had a thousand such fellows in Alabama." It
made a strange impression on me,--the negro was really so human!--and to
talk of owning a thousand like him!
Left North Adams September 11th. Reached home September 24th, 1838.
October 24th.--View from a chamber of the Tremont of the brick edifice,
opposite, on the other side of Beacon Street. At one of the lower
windows, a woman at work; at one above, a lady hemming a ruff or some
such ladylike thing. She is pretty, young, and married; for a little boy
comes to her knees, and she parts his hair, and caresses him in a
motherly way.
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