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              pieces,) and very equivocal coffee.     The host and his wife officiated sitting at
either end of the table, and a nigger woman head in handkerchief passed things about. 
The host
would ask in a hard, loud, distinct tone �Will you have� � this or that, on
the table.   His wife said nothing, and little conversation passed; what little
being of the roads, and crops.      Supper over, we trooped back to the fire,
and there I sate, winking in the blaze, and feeling as if each bone had been care-
fully disjointed.         There were two other guests, hard-featured men
in blue-blanket, long coats, but they soon disappeared.         All to bed in an hour�s
time, mine being made upon the couch.
  6. Thursday.   Roused by the fire-kindling at day-break.  Breakfast and
packing done, we rode the horses to a stream adjacent, watered them, then through
it.    It was deep enough to involve a little wetting, and some difficulty, the
mares pulling at the ends of the halters, and some pawing and plashing. Through
the town of Bowlinggreen and onwards along high roads we continued, still
in Kentucky all throughout the day.   A rolling country, hills in the distance.
Turnpikes and tollage for quadrupeds.       We took our matin meal much
as yesterday, but should have disposed of it with one bite each, so scanty was the
�snack� put up by our last nights hostess, had it not been for a good natured
mistress of a house where Kellam applied for milk.   That she gave, refusing
payment, also a huge fragment of pie.    On which her little boy was presen-
ted with 25 cents./   Inquiring our way at a place late in the afternoon, we
were also inquired off as to whether we had seen the house�s master who had
gone in chase of certain burglars who had broken into the domicile, stealing a
considerable sum. /    The Grey mare made an essay at leaving the party, and
received a drubbing at the hands of Master Keene.   Stopped this night at
the house of an old farmer yclept Major Duncan�s.   Wife, and a large
family.  All very interested about the pipe stem, also the Holy land, and
Jerusalem localities, it being discovered how two of the party had been there.
Rather sociable, but � put us up a dismally scanty feed for the morrow.               
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