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dation of each, were discernible. Each had a library on board, including several bibles. On Sunday I observed the passengers made no distinction between perusing religious and other books; and on weekdays, they read the bible, &c., under circumstances which the mauvaise honte of most Englishmen would have hindered them doing; there was little, and no general conversation, among them; the reserve of the English, rather than the garrulity of the French, being the prevailing feature.
On the first night, twenty-five passengers were accommodated with berths; about the middle of the voyage they had increased to thirty-three, and at the conclusion, they amounted to forty. I heard one of them observe, that if it were not for nineteen or twenty inconveniences, travelling in a tow boat would not be unpleasant. I slept one night from ten to six, a. m.,
when happening to awake, and to cast my eyes upon the strange scene around me, I began at first, to wonder where I was, and then, that I had enjoyed such profound rest in such a situation.
Bare heads (the Americans wear no night caps), disordered clothes of all descriptions; hats here, other
integuments there, lay jumbled together “in all the mazes of metaphorical confusion.” “These,” as Junius continues, “ appeared to be the creatures of a disturbed imagination, the melancholy madness of poetry, without its inspiration." You are a scholar,
” brother Jonathan, I calculate, Mister.
The scene altogether, extracted from the catacombs of my brain Henry Fourth’s soliloquy, and Macbeth's exquisite description of sleep.
Sleep! the innocent sleep, —
Nothing again, can afford a greater contrast than the nocturnal and diurnal appearance of an Erie canal boat; it reminded me much of the contrast that the every-day appearance of the avenues of Westminster Hall and Abbey present, to what they did, when fortified at the Queen's trial, or fitted up for the King's coronation.
At seven, all are up and doing, walking the deck, or washing in the steerage, while the steward, with the assistance of his black satellite, throwing all the windows wide open, soon reduces the cabin from its cha- . otic state into one of neatness, simplicity, and order; breakfast is abundantly spread upon the tables, and I should not like to be a beefsteak in the way of brother Jonathan.
On the morning of the 29th we reached Schenectady, where our voyage terminated; the distance to Albany thence by the canal is 28 miles, by the road only half that distance. Partly on that account, partly by reason of the number of locks upon the line, the packets always stop here, and the passengers are forwarded to Albany in tubs and four. Schenectady is the largest and only old town on the route. It was founded about the same time as Albany, and, like it, rejoices in the possession of many party-coloured old Dutch houses, with pointed gables and painted beams.
The canal between Schenectady and Albany crosses the Mohawk again twice. The “Upper Aqueduct,” as it is called, is 748 feet long, built upon 16 stone piers, and abutments 25 feet above the river; the Lower Aqueduct is 1188 feet long, and has 26 stone piers.
The following is a list of the places the canal passes through, between its extremities, with their respective distances from Albany and from each other :
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