I believe every individual of the party was glad when on the afternoon of the seventh
we found ourselves on board of the Safety Barge Lady Clinton1
winding up the river. I was much relieved, although I felt as if I was going farther
and farther from rest, comfort and health. For I began to experience another attack
of my old complaint. My spirits were somewhat relieved however by finding the Otis
family on board and particularly Allyne, whom I had very little expectation of meeting.
Although he never was one of my very cordial and intimate friends, it was owing to
unfortunate traits of his character which for the sake of the rest I would gladly
have expunged from it. And this rest was sufficiently good always to make him an agreeable
acquaintance. I was more glad to see him than I had thought would be possible. We
spent the rest of the evening in conversation. The boat was excessively crowded and
I had a bed on the table, downstairs. Much sleep was out of the question.