...on. A man is known by the company he keeps. Fearing to be mistaken for a wolf in lamb's clothing — in other words, for a pro-slavery divine — I got out at Gordonstown, and went on to Charlottesville ; instead, as I intended, of going to Richmond, by the nearest route and in the quickest time. An accident detained me at Charlottesville two days. It is situated in a charming valley —...