a mile distant. Young Zavala rowed. Lynchburg was laid out for a town some years ago, but it will never be a town, only one or two houses and a saw mill, built by President Burnet, but which was not profitable, and is not now worked. Burnet told me he sank $8,000 by that mill. It is just below the junction of the San Jacinto and Buffalo Bayou, on the road that goes by Liberty, on the Trinidad, Tevis' Ferry on the Naches, and ----- Ferry, on the Sabine, and on to Opelousas -- a road much travelled.
Before dinner President Burnet arrived in a boat, and after dinner he and Zavala went off to Harrisburg in an open boat. I took my leave of the amiable family and recrossed the bayou. Stopt again at Atkins' to chat with him and his wife. He has contracted with Dr. Patrick to clear out his league of land, but he says there are two young men now in the army, John Cheevers and John Barker, who have not got their land. He promised to write to them by young Zavala, and engage the clearing out of their land for me.
Arrived just at night at Earle's, by whom and his family I was kindly received and hospitably entertained. They are Irish, and a large family of daughters, two sons in the army. Has been himself in the army. His wife makes the best butter that I have tasted in Texas. He told me that Mrs. Wilson, who owns the vacant house below him, bought the place of his son-in-law, Moor, who now lives down on the other side of the bayou.
Got acquainted here with an odd fish named Capt. ----- Hunnings, formerly of North Carolina, and was a privateersman during the war with Great Britain. He is now building a steamboat on the bayou, and makes Earle's partly his home. I suspect he is courting one of Earle's daughters.
Talked with him and Earle on the politics of the country and the leading men of this district particularly. There is no man of distinction in the district that is at all popular; Burnet decidedly the reverse; Zavala, Earle says, becoming less popular since the arrival of his wife. Unfortunate woman; she is too refined a lady for this sphere. Morgan, rich but unpopular. Moore, a stupid man, and never had any popularity. Briscoe gone to the army. In short, Earle said they would elect me to Congress if I would serve! That they wanted some smart, sensible man, and had none such in the district! Here's a chance for distinction.
Friday, March 25, 1836
Earle this morning showed me his salt spring. He took a spade himself and dug a well about seven or eight feet deep, and got a spring of very salt water. Mrs. Earle says she has frequently salted butter with it. He asked $8 an acre for 500 acres, including the salines, or $2 per acre for the league. He will rather