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LETTER XIV.

The clergymen of Fairfield county--Their character and manners-An-

ecdote of the laughing D. D.-The coming storm..

175

LETTER XV.

Ideas of the Pilgrim Fathers--Progress of toleration-Episcopacy-Bish-

op Seabury-Dr. Duché-Methodism in America-In Connecticut

Anecdotes-Lorenzo Dow—The wolf in my father's fold........ 186

LETTER XVI.

The three deacons

218

LETTER XVII

The federalist and the democrat-Colonel Bradley and General King-

Comparison of New England with European villages

229

LETTER XVIII.

The Ingersolls-Rev. Jonathan Ingersoll-Lieutenant-governor Inger-

soll— New Haven belles—A chivalrous Virginian among the Conrec-

ticut D. D.'s-Grace Ingersoll-A New Haven girl at Napoleon's Court

-Real romance-A Puritan in a convent

248

LETTER XIX.

Mat Olmstead, the town wit-The Salamander hat—The great eclipse-

Sharp logic-Lieutenant Smith, the town philosopher-The purchase

of Louisiana-Lewis and Clarke's exploring expedition-The great

meteor-Hamilton and Burr—The Leopard and the Chesapeake-Ful-

ton's steamboats-Granther Baldwin-Sarah Bishop......

LETTER XX.

A long farewell—A return-Ridgefield as it is-- The past and present

compared

299

LETTER XXI.

Farewell to Ridgefield— Farewell to home—Danbury-My new vocation

-A revolutionary patriarch-Life in a country store-Homesickness

-My brother-in-law-Lawyer Hatch

LETTER XXII.

Visit to New Haven—The city-Yale College-My uncle's house-John

Allen-First sail on the sea, The Court-house-Dr. Dwight-Pro-

fessor Silliman-Chemistry, mineralogy, geology-Anecdote of Colo-

nel Gibbs—Eli Whitney—The cottou-gin-The gun-factory..... 888

RECOLLECTIONS OF A LIFETIME,

IN A SERIES OF

FAMILIAR LETTERS TO A FRIEND.

LETTERI.

Introductory and Explanatory. MY DEAR O******

A little thin sheet of paper, with a frail wafer seal, and inscribed with various hieroglyphical symbols, among which I see the postmark of Albany, has just been laid upon my table. I have opened it, and find it to be a second letter from you. Think of the pilgrimage of this innocent waif, unprotected save by faith in man and the mail, setting out upon a voyage from the banks of the Hudson, and coming straight to me at Courbevoie, just without the walls of Paris, a distance of three thousand miles !

And yet this miracle is wrought every day, every hour. I am lingering here, partly because I have taken a lease of a house and furnished it, and therefore I can not well afford to leave it at present. I am pursuing my literary labors, and such are the fa

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