last we found a lodging in North Fourth street, at Ellist’s.
   16th. Tolerably recruited by a good night’s rest.
   After breakfast, he (A. B.) went out, and I was in hopes that I should have at least half the day to myself.—But whom should I meet in a shrot time after but my gentleman, driving along Front St.—He turn’d about and kept me company.—We saw the ship-yards, &c.—Stopp’d in at Mead-house and drank some mead.
   Visited Peale’s Museum in the State-house yard. Went to the Congress-room and listen’d awhile.—We next viewed the Exhibition of Painting and Sculpture (in High St.), which was highly gratifying.—Return’d to our lodgings, and then set off to one Billington’s, where A.B. had invited me to dine.—We were very politely treated at this house and entertain’d with Miss Billington’s music.—Here again I was in pain for my companion. His conversation and behaviour were absurd. Just after dinner he propos’d a walk to Gray’s Gardens. We arriv’d there in less than an hour.—I was delighted with the romantic beauty of this seat.—We got a glass of sangaree & stroll’d over the gardens.—
   17th. I rose at 6 this morning and was not a little pleased to hear my fellow-traveller say that