not a Bed to offer us – The young Men obliged to pitch
their Tent in a very bad Swampy situation – Mr. Liston & I
remaining as usual in our Boat.
Friday night we reached Johnstones-Creek, &
found one side of it possessed by a Gentleman who, like
one we had before met, – had – in the performance of his
duty, as a Land-Surveyor, been attacked by fever & ague
On passing this Creek, on our way to Niagara, we
had observed a Tent erected & a Boat moord & concluded
that some unhappy person was overtaken by sickness,
as no one could be detained in such a spot by pleasure.
Saturday night very late, & at the commencement
of a Storm, we reached Big Sodus. – the only place
on the Lake where there is a tolerable Inn. We there
found our good friend Capt. Williamson; – His own
dwelling is in the Genesee-County at the distance
of thirty miles from Big Sodus, – through the woods,
But the Landlord having informed him that
we had passed, & mentioned the probable time of
our return, He was kind enough to come & meet us.
It was the most agreeable surprise, & we supped
to gether happily, – He had caught the day before
a Fish, – of which I forget the name, – esteemed the
finest in this part of the Country, – it was very fine,
though the salt, necessary to its preservation, had
injured its flavour