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11th Month, 27th. After leaving General Hall's, I crossed the Genessee River, and soon came to an Indian village, where I called at one or two dwellings, wishing to have some conversa- tion with the inhabitants; but we were unable to make each other understand. Before crossing the river, I passed through Hartford, where are several good inns. In the course of the day I met with many Indians; and after dining at Ganier's Tavern, I came to Beamus's Tavern, where I lodged. The last 5 or 6 miles of my way lay in a line through the thick forest; the roads, in many parts where the ground is soft, being formed of the straight trunks of trees, laid close to each other across the road, and then covered with earth or gravel; but in some parts the latter is neglected, and the path lies over the bare timber. At the last-mentioned inn I met with what I had often heard of, but seldom, if ever seen, a professed atheist, who openly advocated his opinions. To all appearance he was sober; yet his arguments were extremely weak; indeed the poor man seemed to be labouring under great mental darkness. Although this was a season of the year in which thunder and lightning are not common; yet, it was very remarkable, that during the time the