moon would otherwise have afforded. Every step was made upon an uncertainty. After the longest five miles that I ever went, I arrived at the tavern, which happened to be immediately at the end of the road. This forest was in Readsboro. It was thirty-three miles that I went to-day.Early the next morning (21st), after a walk ‘through another forest of eight miles, with but one house in the whole distance,’ they breakfasted at a tavern in the neighborhood of which a wolf had been shot the week previous. Here, as before, the young men excited the curiosity of the people. ‘At one of the houses we passed we were taken for play-actors, on their way to Bennington to perform. The reason assigned for this belief was that we had “pale faces.” One of our company, being taken for a pedler, was asked “what trinkets he had to sell.” ’ They passed over the summit of the Green Mountains, ‘about the highest eminence’ on which Sumner had ever stood, with a view extending ‘from sixty to one hundred miles,’ and descended the long hill, two or three miles in length, to Bennington, where, after taking a view of the iron-works and the unattractive streets, they set off for the Revolutionary battle-field, six miles distant. ‘Here Munroe left us, not being able to keep up.’ They passed the night on the very site of the battle between the English and the colonists, in the house of Mr. Barnet, who cordially welcomed the visitors and refused compensation for their entertainment. ‘It was not to visit the iron-works or to see the condition of the village, that we were induced to come in this direction. We came to visit a spot hallowed in American history,—to tread that field sacred to liberty, where the cause of the colonies first began to brighten. We came upon a pilgrimage, not to the shrine of a prophet, but to one of the shrines of our country's glory.’1 Very early the next morning (22d), their host explained to them, on the ground, the positions and movements of the hostile forces; and these Sumner recorded with particularity. Leaving the house of Mr. Barnet, as early as six in the morning, the party breakfasted, after a walk of six miles, at Whitecreek, in New York. ‘For three successive nights we have slept in three different States, Massachusetts, Vermont, and New York; as well as for three successive mornings we have breakfasted in these three States.’ A few miles further, Penniman took the stage for Saratoga, as he had previously
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1 The journal of July 21, 22, and 23, varied and added to, was printed in the ‘Boston Patriot and Mercantile Advertiser,’ Nov. 20 and Dec. 3, 1829.
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