and attention to strangers. When we arrived at the
city tavern, we found general Lincoln nearly alone.
He was very anxious to move forward that after-
noon, for which purpose a horse and chair was sought
and procured: the horse was a poor old gray, such
as I have seen turned out to die. This treatment of
the general roused my feelings for the honour of our
government, and the regard due to its respectable
officers: of which number I considered him as one —
especially on the present intended peaceful embassy.
I then went out, and represented the reflections it
must draw upon the reputation of the place, to Capt.
Lansing and some others, who had exulted much in
the antiquity and reputation of their city. They
pretty soon procured a better horse and sulkey, and
the old friend proceeded that evening to Schenecta-
dy. We staid all night at Albany, and observed
their manner of burial; where no women attended:
neither do they on any such occasions, attend the
corpse of the nearest relative to the grave. The
females assemble at the house, and immediately af-
ter the coffin is borne out, they proceed to eat cakes,
drink wine, and smoke tobacco for a short time; and
then all clear out before the men return. The men
resume the feast, made in consequence of the decease
of their neighbor or friend, regale themselves, and
return home.

We got into a wagon, and rode sixteen miles
to Schenectady, situated near the Mohawk river. —
We passed about ten houses on the road, each a ta-
vern. The land very poor and covered with pines,
the whole of the way. The town of Schenectady is
supposed to consist of about three hundred houses,
mostly Dutch built, except some modern houses of