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Samuel Gomere's [a friend in the neighborhood] to lodge. Early next morning they gave us a breakfast, and bade us good steed which we improved by riding 20 miles to Oliver Paxson's neat Carrigells Ferry on Delaware, to dinner; and in the after noon, crossing the river a few miles above, 17 to Henry Clafton's in Kingwood, a pleasant village on very high ground where we were accommodated for the night as before. Next day we rode 40 miles, including 5 wherein we mifed the road, and had a grand view of the blue mountains, forming a vast amphitheatre of hills and woods around Easton, the sun glittering upon its white houses and shine rendering it a most beautiful object the 10 miles distant. Dined on bread and butter, and honey, about 11 oclock and reached Jacob Lundy's [the husband of Sarah Lundy] time enough to see the sun shed his last rays with unusual brilliance over the field and woods. I was pleased to see his Father and Mother spending their last days in ease and quiet in a little hut built for them at one end of the house, from which they have the pleasure of seeing their Descendants thrive about them, and deceiving the lediousness of leisure by chopping a passel of mending a stocking to keep up the semblance of wanted utility