11th Month, 27th.

After leaving General
Hall

's, I crossed the Genessee River, and soon
came to an Indian village, where I called at one
or two dwellings, wishing to have some conversa-
tion with the inhabitants; but we were unable to
make each other understand.

Before crossing the river, I passed through
Hartford

, where are several good inns.

In the course of the day I met with many
Indians; and after dining at Ganier's Tavern, I
came to Beamus's Tavern, where I lodged. The
last 5 or 6 miles of my way lay in a line through
the thick forest; the roads, in many parts where
the ground is soft, being formed of the straight
trunks of trees, laid close to each other across the
road, and then covered with earth or gravel; but
in some parts the latter is neglected, and the path
lies over the bare timber.

At the last-mentioned inn I met with what I had
often heard of, but seldom, if ever seen, a professed
atheist, who openly advocated his opinions. To
all appearance he was sober; yet his arguments
were extremely weak; indeed the poor man seemed
to be labouring under great mental darkness.
Although this was a season of the year in which
thunder and lightning are not common; yet, it
was very remarkable, that during the time the