11. IV. At this hour we were roused to continue our Journey;
I had scarcely been asleep; but the driver of one of our Carriages
overslept himself so that we had nearly two hours to wait for him— It
was near six when we started from Trenton, but we reached Bristol soon
after seven— It is a stage of ten Miles. There we breakfasted and then
proceeded in the Steam-boat Pennsylvania, with a high-pressure engine to
Philadelphia— We were little more than two hours in traversing the
twenty-miles, and landed at the lower Market Street wharf soon after ten
in the Morning— We took a hack, and went to the mansion house, Renshaw’s where they were full, and
could not receive us—then to Mrs Frazier’s; then to Judd’s Hotel—all full— At last we found
apartments at Miss Shinn’s— N.
30. North third Street— Soon after alighting, I walked out to call upon
J. Connell, but before
reaching his house I met him in the Street. He returned with me to my
lodgings—came again in the afternoon and accompanied us to the Roman
Catholic Church of t. Augustine where we
heard vespers chanted, and, in the Evening, when I went with him to the
Baptist Church, with the expectation of hearing Dr
Staughton its Minister, but heard instead of him a
Dr
Skinner, a Presbyterian—reputed to be very violent and
furious, 412but whom I did not find so. His
doctrines were those of the Presbyterians generally. Much the same as
those preached by Mr Larned. But he is not so eloquent—and he read
his Sermon. The Church was crowded. Mr W. Jones, President of the
Bank of the United States, and his Lady paid us visits this Evening, and invited us to
dinner to-morrow— At dinner this day we met several gentlemen as
boarders at the house— Mr Wright, a New Englandman;
Captain Stith, a Virginian, a
Dr
Tracy, and an Irishman, who discussed among them the
merits of the Clergyman, Skinner, whom I heard this Evening.
