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out seventy barrels of molasses, a part of their freight.  While we lay there the Oswego and Rufus Putnam and another boat passed up by us, and a boat whose name I do not recollect passed down.  Eight of the deck passengers went ashore, and the cabin passengers tried to get on board of the Rufus Putnam, but she could not well stop.  At length we arrived at Pittsburg, just before night.  It is an interesting and beautiful approach, though a highly cultivated and thickly settled country.  Pittsburg is shrouded in a cloud of black smoke, arising from the numerous manufactories with which it is filled.  Most of their machinery is propelled by steam.

Left my baggage on board, and went in search of Mr. English.  Found him and family and my sister all.  They have become more reconciled to Pittsburg, and in doubt whether they will go to St. Louis, after all.

Tuesday, June 21, 1836

Spent this day in Pittsburg, looking at the various objects of note, manufactories, etc.  Saw the machine for planing flooring plank, worth attention, and making biscuits by steam machinery.  Went over to the town of Allegany.  Pittsburg is a great workshop.  Everybody and everything seems to be hard at work.  Saw the Jameses, old Wm. and Young, Mrs. J. and Charles and family.  Met Rich'd Williams of Fredericksburg, who has just arrived out, seeking his fortune.

Left Pittsburg at 8 o'clock p.m., in the stage of the People's Line; paid $12 through to Baltimore, with a positive assurance on the part of the agent that I should be put into Baltimore in fifty-two hours travel, so that making all reasonable allowance for stopping, I shall reach Baltimore on Friday morning in time to take the 9 o'clock cars for Washington.  Do my business there, and get home to breakfast on Sunday morning.

Wednesday, June 22, 1836

Breakfasted this morning at 7 o'clock at Natton's, having travelled all night, eleven hours, and only gone ----- miles.  The stages have moved through the day at a tedious pace.  Fine, cool weather, and good horses.  Got no dinner until we reached the house of John Lambert, seventy-three miles from Pittsburg, where we arrived at 7 o'clock.  Seventy-three miles in twenty-three hours of travel!  The people had been waiting dinner for us four hours.  And here it seemed we were to be left, the drivers refusing to go further, alleging that their duty lay on the road above.  Here were two teams unemployed, and we met another about three miles above, leading, and yet owing to some derangement in the teams by reason of running extras, and mismanagement, we were all likely to be left here for the night.  After much altercation and argument, however, one


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The Diary of William Fairfax Gray, from Virginia to Texas, 1835-1837
Copyright 1997 William P. Clements Center for Southwest Studies
Southern Methodist University, Dallas, Texas