and attention to strangers. When we arrived at the city tavern, we found general Lincoln nearly alone. He was very anxious to move forward that after-noon, for which purpose a horse and chair was sought and procured: the horse was a poor old gray, such as I have seen turned out to die. This treatment of the general roused my feelings for the honour of our government, and the regard due to its respectable officers: of which number I considered him as one — especially on the present intended peaceful embassy. I then went out, and represented the reflections it must draw upon the reputation of the place, to Capt. Lansing and some others, who had exulted much in the antiquity and reputation of their city. They pretty soon procured a better horse and sulkey, and the old friend proceeded that evening to Schenecta-dy. We staid all night at Albany, and observed their manner of burial; where no women attended: neither do they on any such occasions, attend the corpse of the nearest relative to the grave. The females assemble at the house, and immediately af-ter the coffin is borne out, they proceed to eat cakes, drink wine, and smoke tobacco for a short time; and then all clear out before the men return. The men resume the feast, made in consequence of the decease of their neighbor or friend, regale themselves, and return home. 9th. We got into a wagon, and rode sixteen miles to Schenectady, situated near the Mohawk river. — We passed about ten houses on the road, each a ta-vern. The land very poor and covered with pines, the whole of the way. The town of Schenectady is supposed to consist of about three hundred houses, mostly Dutch built, except some modern houses of