many others from buying. These two men whom I
went with, told them that they would get some one
to go out from Connecticut, to make the case, and thought
they could be made for about eighteen or twenty dollars
apiece, which would then make the whole clock cost
about forty dollars—not so very costly
after all; for a clock was then considered the most
useful of anything that could be had in a family,
for what it cost. I entered into an agreement
with these men at once, and a few days after, we three
started on the 14th Dec., 1812, in an old lumber wagon,
with provisions for the journey, to the far off Jersey.
This same trip can now be made in a few hours.
We were many days. We passed through Watertown,
and other villages, and stopped the first night at
Bethel. This is the very place where P.T.
Barnum was born, and at about this time, of whom I
shall speak more particularly hereafter. The
next morning we started again on our journey, and
not many hours after, arrived in Norwalk, then quite
a small village, situated on Long Island Sound; at
this place I saw the salt water for the first time
in my life, also a small row-boat, and began to feel
that I was a great traveler indeed. The following
night we stopped at Stamford, which was, as I viewed
it, a great place; here I saw a few sloops on the
Sound, which I thought was the greatest sight that
I had ever seen. This was years before a steamboat
had ever passed through the Sound. The next morning
we started again for New York, and as we passed along
I was more and more astonished at the wonderful things
that I saw, and began to think that the world was very
extensive. We did not arrive at the city until
night, but there being a full moon every thing appeared
as pleasant, as in the day-time. We passed down
through the Bowery, which was then like a country village,
then through Chatham street to Pearl street, and stopped
for the night at a house kept by old Mr. Titus.
I arose early the next morning and hurried into the
street to see how a city looked by day-light.
I stood on the corner of Chatham and Pearl for more
than an hour, and I must confess that if I was ever
astonished in my life, it was at that time. I
could not understand why so many people, of every
age, description and dress, were hurrying so in every
direction. I asked a man what was going on, and
what all this excitement meant, but he passed right
along without noticing me, which I thought was very
uncivil, and I formed a very poor opinion of those
city folks. I ate nothing that morning, for I
thought I could be in better business for a while
at least. I wandered about gazing at the many
new sights, and went out as far as the Park; at that
time the workmen were finishing the interior of the
City Hall. I was greatly puzzled to know how
the winding stone stairs could be fixed without any
seeming support and yet be perfectly safe. After
viewing many sights, all of which were exceedingly
interesting to me, I returned to the house where my