August 21, 1842 – “Further adventures in Shaker Village”


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034_Page 32New.Lebanon

Sunday. 21. st. August. 1842.

Cool delightfull day. almost too cool.

We break fasted at eight oclock, and at nine set off for the “Shaker Village”. The morning was delightfull, our carriage comfortable, and our spirits exhilarated by this combination
of all that we wished, so we started off in fine glee. 05-shaker-near-Lebanon-NY-Several-rows-of-Shakers-separated-by-gender-performing-a-step-dance-in-the-meeting-hall-at-New-Lebanon-New-York-drawn-from-life1Mr. B. amused us on the way, by his drolleries, and a short ride brought us to the elders mansion. We were separated on entering the hall, the gentlemen going on one side, we on the other. After sitting about ten minutes in the room surrounded by a dozen silent sisters, a few remarkes only being ventured, we were ushered into the meeting room, and very politely handed to our seats. The folding doors were then, thrown open, and the congregation assembled; might have numbered one hundred, perhaps more. They all stood up in rows in the centre of the room, males on one side, and females
opposite. The elder then took his text from the bible, and
made some good remarks, although the tendency of his dis
course, was to discourage the young folks from love, and matrimony
He then made a prayer, after which they sang several hymns
in loud melodious voices, keeping time with their hands, feet
and bodies; moving around two by two, untill the hymn was
finished. It was a sad, solemn sight, and we all felt serious
at the conclusion. We sat with them a few moments after the meeting was over, and then jumped in our carriage, much
pleased with the result of our visit. Mr. Brown; ordered the
shakerscoachman to drive untill dinner, the air was chilly, and our thick shawls requisite to comfort. The dinner table was full of new guests, but all remembered the day and were “still”. In the afternoon I went to bed, and fell asleep, and G. followed
my bad example. We passed our evening in the parlour
chatting, until bed-hour.
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August 20, 1842 – “The trip to Shaker Village”


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Saturday. 20. th. August. 1842. “New Lebanon”032_Page 30
A beautiful day, air sweet and refreshing.
I arose at six, walked the piazza, untill breakfast; G does not relish early hours; so I go off and leave him to his morning slumbers. Saw Mr Adams, and family among the visitors.
Mrs Brown, unable to arise, her head much affected by cold, I sat a few moments in her room, she is not accustomed to early hours. I ate a hearty breakfast, and felt very well. Looked at the spring which is small, and tastes warm, and unpleasant. They say it is losing all its medicinal properties, unless for bathing. The bathing house if the only attraction, would be worth rideing a few miles to enjoy. At four  oclock in the afternoon, we and jumped in a Barouche and in great glee set off for the “Shaker baroucheVillage. Mrs B, felt much revived by the fresh air, which came to each one of us laden with sweets. The country around the “Shaker Village” is remarkably rich, and undulating, their farms, houses, and Church, are conspicuous for neatness. Our first visit was to the store, when a pleasant female in an uncouth garb, sells baskets, bags, and numerous articles, at very high prices. We made some purchases, and then went in the dairy, which was well The_Ritual_Dance_of_the_Shakersstocked with cheeses, and neat as We then resumed our ride, and went to see “Brother Hawkins,” The head elder of the establishment, to try if possible to get admittance on Sabbath morning. They worship no longer in public each fam- ily haveing a room in their own dwelling, for meeting. The house we now approached, was a fine large frame building

033_Page 31was occupied by sixty persons. We were kindly received, by a “wet looking Quaker” who ushered us in the “male side” of the house, to await the arrival of the Elder. He soon entered, a tall, sallow, intelligent, looking man, about forty years of age. Mr Brown, was spokesman for our party, and was obliged to use all his rhetoric, before he would consent to admit us. Indeed the conversation had ended, and we were ariseing to go, before the elder, remarked, if “we ^were really serious in our desire to behold their worship, we might come over at nine in the morning.” Mr. B. made numerous enquires [sic] relative to their singular society, which were all answered by the Elder, in a concise, sensible manner. Speaking of the universal harmony which reigned among them, he observed sa___ enough, he had seen more contention, and disputing between men, and their wives in one hour, than he had beheld there in 40 years. They are all unbelievers in “Matrimony.” We were much pleased with our ride home
and also with the agreeable result of our visit. Mr Brown,
gave himself no little credit for his diplomacy in the affair
but I think less policy would have suceeded better.
Quakers are sly, to a proverb, and lawyers cannot blind
their instinctive sagacity.
I purchase a basket for Julie, two sei___s, a swab to wash cups,
and a work basket for my self. Mr H. took a cane.
Our ride was charming, giveing up a fine relish for our supper.
We spent our evening in the parlour; looking at the young folks
dance. It being Saturday evening, many were s____
about indulgeing in this amusement.
Mrs. B. Presented me a bouquet of sweet peas.
We all retried at ten, to our rooms.

August 19, 1842 – “A farewell to Albany and next on to Lebanon Springs”



031_Page 29Albany. Congress Hall
Friday 19. teenth. August. 1842.
Extremely hot, not a breath of air stirring. We set off after breakfast to see some of the curiosities of Albany, the heat was intense. I left off flannel, and put on Silk stockings to mitigate my sufferings. We visited the state house, and courthouse, both fine buildings. I introduced myself to Mr Willard, in the “Treasury Office” he was very kind to us. Cornelia Platt, came in to see me, a beautfull woman, Ammel Willard also, a tall, agreable young man. Mr Willard introduced us to two gentlemen Mr King, the name of one. They escorted us to the top of the building, which gave us a fine view of the adjacent country, and villages. The fierce rays of the sun soon sent us down from our airy pinnacle, and we descended in extacys, not with pleasure, but the cramp in our legs. We returned home, took port. wine, and went to lie down. Garret, went to the hall of legislature to hear the speaking. At two we partook of a cold poor dinner, partly occasioned by our own delay. Dr. [Irekson] chatted a few moments with us, then handed me to our carriage, and in all bid adieu to Albany, not with the slightest emotion of regret. We crossed the river and sat three quarters of an hour in the cars waiting for dilatory passengers. The heat was terrible, and I felt sick and faint for ten minutes, until we set off, the breeze revived me. Mr Brown, was very agreeable, and related droll stories stories to amuse us on the way, he put my spellingpowers to the test, but I did not disgrace my primitive studies. Mrs B.s delicate health destroys her pleasure in travelling. We left the car at six oclock, and took the stage; at eight we arrived at “Lebanon Springs.” The first impression was delightfull, as aas the lights, Music, and quiet loneliness of the spot charmed


032_Page 30each one of us; and Mr B. took great credit to himself for haveing persuaded us to come here, in preference to noisy Saratoga, or over, flowing Sharon. We had a very nice supper, and with a little brush ing up, presented ourselves in the parlours. The young folks were dancing, and the old ones looking on. About fifty were present, altho the house contained in all one hundred. Our bedrooms were sweet, and clean, and we rested well in our new quarters.

August 18, 1842 – “Leaving the Mountain House for Albany”


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mountain houseMountain House Thursday. 18.teenth August. 1842. A misty morning, but clear at noon-day. A misty morning, sun shineing through the clouds, which envelope us, looking like the bellows of the ocean, so white, and undulating. The fog soon blew over, giving us the glorious scene below, still more beautifully defined, than yesterday. My appetite gone for breakfast; our long talk full of company. I did not sit in the parlour, went to my room to prepare for another start. At twelve we lunched, then packed our selves up in the stage for our ride to the Boat. I put on my Brown silk, and lined boots, regretted it twenty times, as below the mountain the heat030_Page 28 was intense. I thought we should all give up the ship. Mrs. Brown, suffered equally. with myself from the burning sun, and fatigue. We took the Boat with pleasure , finding it much cooler on the water. I went in the Cabin to lie down, not caring to talk or see a soul. At six oclock we reached Albany, and after some delay rode up to “Congress Hall” the first Hotel. The house was full, and we procured rooms with difficulty. We fared well at last, haveing a parlour, and rooms adjoining. The night was intensely hot, too warm to sleep and al- tho! the city looked beautifull in the bright moonlight, it is rather too warm for comfort in summer. I passed an unquiet night, and jumped up at four o clock in the morning; Met Mr B in dishabille* , suffering from the heat. We dressed after the French fashion, in the parlour, the bedrooms being rather small for two. I recognized Dr Jackson at tea; he bowed respectfully.
*dishabille: a state of being partially or casually undressed

August 17, 1842 – “Adventures at the Catskill Mountain House”


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029_Page 27catskll 2Wednesday. 17. teenth. August. 1842.
Mountain House. “Kaatskill”

We arose at five oclock to see the sun rise, but a provokeing mist prevented us from haveing this pleasure. I walked the piazza, untill eight oclock the break fast hour, admireing the scene around, the morning air was very chilly. An unexpected “friend” came in to see me this morning, we met in peace. My appetite not good to-day, altho! our fare is most excellent, my stomach is too much deranged to relish the dainties before us. Since yesterday morning I have not felt well, hope it will pass over soon. Find Mr, and Mrs B. very agreeable acquaintances, she is interesting, while he posses
great powers of amusement, which he liberally exerts for all.
After breakfast we all rode to the “Falls,” the road was rough, but romantic. I put on thin boots not thinking we would have to walk, but
found myself obliged to jump over rocks, and wade through quag.
mires for some distance. Mr Hasbrouck, and Mr Brown, went behind
the shot of water, a trifle in comparison to “Niagra.” Our ride
home was agreeable, my feet rather damp. The Fog is now clear
ing away, and the landscape below us presents the appearance
CatskillMountainHouseaof a beautifull painting, or panoramic view, while the noble
Hudson, now bounding our vision has dwindled to a small silver stream. The mist still hangs around the outskirt of the scene, shrouding this beautifull Temple, whose “maker, and builder is God.” Here we should purify our hearts from earth, and consecrate our Spirits to Heaven. My soul goes forth on
the wings of gratitude, and Love, to adore the “invisible Architect.”
We remain here, and leave to.morrow, the circle here is
small, and little dress required. Mrs Brown, and sat I alone
she interesting me in her private affairs, we were soon interrupted
by “mon mari.” inviting us to a game of “nine-pins.” I saw
billiards played for the first time. A heavy rain came up
in the afternoon continueing all night. A merry party arrived
in the evening, and danced til 12. We retired at ten.

030_Page 28Mr Brown wishes us to join himself and wife in their jaunt to the Springs, we think it will be more agreeable than a “tete a tete” excursion. The wind blew, and rain fell in torrents all night sounding melancholy enough, so far from earth.


For more on the Catskill Mountain House, see The Catskill Archives or The Catskill Mountaineer.catskill3


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