Next morning his so a lad of 15 guided us several miles
across intricate roads toward Sussex Court House

, a dismal
looking place with a jail under it, and a whipping post and
stocks before, no the almost absolute insignia of
the cruel system of past times, soon I hope to be every where
supplanted by the spade and the distaff. Our
last Host, as we were going out of the Settlements of Friends,
had directed us to the hospitality of a Colonel Hathorne,
for the night at a suitable distance for the night, not
recollecting that he was a member of Congress, which we dis-
covered on the road, and as he was not at home went 10 miles
further to a place called Chester, and lodged at an Inn. The
Landlord was old enough to remember old times with an evident
preference, and with respect to Government in particular he
thought as somebody else does sometimes that we had got out of the frying pan into the fire. This
being our first tavern fare we did not take it kindly, and
started off, before without breakfast, tho' we were glad afterward to
take it as we could get it, and rejoiced when we came in
sight of the North River which is here a mile and a half
wide; but so diminished by comparison with the prodigious
mountains which surround it, that more of our Company ex