confusion very plainly; for, first, I saw him knit his brows at me

like one who has conceived a doubt; next, he tried me in German,

supposing perhaps that I was unfamiliar with the English tongue;

and finally, in despair, he rose and left me. I felt chagrined;

but my fatigue was too crushing for delay, and, stretching myself

as far as that was possible upon the bench, I was received at once

into a dreamless stupor.

The little German gentleman was only going a little way into the

suburbs after a DINER FIN, and was bent on entertainment while the

journey lasted. Having failed with me, he pitched next upon

another emigrant, who had come through from Canada, and was not one

jot less weary than myself. Nay, even in a natural state, as I

found next morning when we scraped acquaintance, he was a heavy,

uncommunicative man. After trying him on different topics, it

appears that the little German gentleman flounced into a temper,

swore an oath or two, and departed from that car in quest of

livelier society. Poor little gentleman! I suppose he thought an

emigrant should be a rollicking, free-hearted blade, with a flask

of foreign brandy and a long, comical story to beguile the moments

of digestion.

THURSDAY. - I suppose there must be a cycle in the fatigue of

travelling, for when I awoke next morning, I was entirely renewed

in spirits and ate a hearty breakfast of porridge, with sweet milk,

and coffee and hot cakes, at Burlington upon the Mississippi.

Another long day's ride followed, with but one feature worthy of

remark. At a place called Creston, a drunken man got in. He was

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