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western country. We were truly glad to see each other. This night, lodged at my kind friend, Jonas Cattel's. 3rd. Passed the time very agreeably amongst our friends about Bridgeport, on the Monogahela, in preparing necessaries for our wilderness journey, and lodged at the same place. 4th. Stayed and attended meeting at Redstone, where was a marriages accomplished between Samuel Jones, hatter, formerly of York, and Ruth, the daughter of Reese Cadwallader. Dined at our kind friend Jonas Cattel's. Friends at this place were ex-ceeding kind, and seemed as if they thought they could hardly do enough for us. Got well equipped by them for our journey and set off soon after dinner. Crossed the beautiful river Monongahela and rode eleven miles to one Graybil's, where we lodged. The most of the way tolerable; good land though moun- tainous and not equal ot Redstone land for fertility. About ten miles from the river, on our way we crossed a considerable stream called Pidgeon's creek, running to the right. 5th. Rode eight miles to one Barclay's, got break-fast. Nothing very remarkable occurred on our way this stage, except as we rode a considerable way up a branch of Mango creek, in divers places the water fell off a smooth, horizontal rock, some place four, some six, and some more feet; and up this narrow valley the greatest quantity of sugar maple with troughs for collecting sap appeared, of any place I have yet seen, though they abound through the country in such plenty that I think if the inhabitants are careful, and frugal they need never import the luxury of sugar. Even if other timber should fail for firing, the stone-coal is plenty in these parts; [rode] from thence to Pittsburg, fifteen miles. About one mile from Barclay's is a sawmill occupied and owned by one Baldwin who removed from Newlin, a Friendly man; which I though might be good quarters if I should ever travel this road again. No great variations in the land except gradually de-clining towards poor land. When we arrived on the top of the mountain, where we got the first sight of Pittsburg, we soon began to descend the steepest hill I ever saw a wagon road upon, which to me appeared almost impraticable for a good team to draw an empty wagon up. Nevertheless the inhabitants say they frequently go up loaded. When we descended to the bottom we again crossed the beautiful Monon-gahela and immediately entered the town where we stayed the afternoon in providing some necessaries, in which I took the opportunity to walk down to the point or junction of the aforesaid river and the Alle-gheny, which makes the great and grander River Ohio, it being a delightful prospect. Also had a view of the remains of the old French Fort Duquesne and the English fort, which are both very much demolished and beautiful grass-lots in their place. This town appears to be a lively place of trade containing per-haps 200 houses. [To be Continued.] EITHER we must lay self aside, or God will lay us aside.--GURNALL.