Among old New England inns; being an account of little journeys to various quaint inns and hostelries of colonial New England . Capt. RobertLuist waited on me as farr as Dedham,where I was to meet ye Western post. Ivissitted the Reverd. Mr. Belcher, Ye Min-ister of ye town, and tarried there till eve-ning, in hopes ye post would come he not coming, I resolved to go to Bil-lingses where he used to lodg, being 12 milesfurther. But being ignorant of the way,Madm Belcher, seeing no persuasions of hergood spouses or hers could prevail with meto Lodg there that night, Very kindly wentwyth
Among old New England inns; being an account of little journeys to various quaint inns and hostelries of colonial New England . Capt. RobertLuist waited on me as farr as Dedham,where I was to meet ye Western post. Ivissitted the Reverd. Mr. Belcher, Ye Min-ister of ye town, and tarried there till eve-ning, in hopes ye post would come he not coming, I resolved to go to Bil-lingses where he used to lodg, being 12 milesfurther. But being ignorant of the way,Madm Belcher, seeing no persuasions of hergood spouses or hers could prevail with meto Lodg there that night, Very kindly wentwyth me to ye Tavern, where I hoped to getmy guide. And desired the Hostess to inquireof her guests whether any of them would gowith mee. But they being tyed by the Lippsto a pewter engine, scarcely allowed them-selves time to say what clownish . . [Herehalf a page of the MS. is gone] . . Piecesof eight, I told her no, I would not beaccessary to such extortion. Then John shant go, sais shee. No,indeed shant hee; And held forth at thatrate a long time, that I began to fear I wasgot among the Quaking tribe, beleeving not 24. Madam Knight a Limbertongd sister among them could outdo Madm Hostes. Upon this, to my no small surprise, sonJohn arrose, and gravely demanded what Iwould give him to go with me? Give you,sais I, are you John? Yes, says he, for wantof a Better; And behold this John lookt asold as my Host, and perhaps had bin a manin the last Century. Well, Mr. John, sais I,make your demands. Why, half a pass ofeight and a dram, sais John. I agreed, andgave him a Dram (now) in hand to bindthe bargain. My hostess catechisd John for going socheep, saying his poor wife would break herheart . . [Here another half page of theMS. is gone] . . His shade on his Horsresembled a Globe on a Gate post. Hisshabitt, Hors, and furniture, its looks andgoings Incomparably answered the rest. Thus jogging on with an easy pace, myGuide telling mee it was dangeros to Ridehard in the Night (wh his horse
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