His trip to New York was concluded by his visiting Jersey City to witness a shooting-match with rifles.  He was invited to try his hand.  Standing, at the distance of one hundred and twenty feet, he fired twice, striking very near the centre of the mark.  Some one then put up a quarter of a dollar in the midst of a black spot, and requested him to shoot at it.  The bullet struck the coin, and as Crockett says made slight-of-hand work with it.

From New York he went to Boston.  There, an the opponent of some of President Jackson’s measures which were most offensive to the New England people, he was feted with extraordinary enthusiasm.  He dined and supped, made speeches, which generally consisted of but one short anecdote, and visited nearly all the public institutions.

Just before this, Andrew Jackson had received from Harvard University the honorary title of LL.D.  Jackson was no longer a favorite of Crockett.  The new distinguished guest, the renowned bear-hunter, was in his turn invited to visit Harvard.  He writes: 

“There were some gentlemen that invited me to go to Cambridge, where the big college or university is, where they keep ready-made titles or nick-names to give people.  I would not go, for I did not know but they might stick an LL.D. on me before they let me go; and I had no idea of changing ’Member of the House of Representatives of the United States,’ for what stands for ‘lazy, lounging dunce,’ which I am sure my constituents would have translated my new title to be.  Knowing that I had never taken any degree, and did not own to any—­except a small degree of good sense not to pass for what I was not—­I would not go it.  There had been one doctor made from Tennessee already, and I had no wish to put on the cap and bells.

“I told them that I did not go to this branding school; I did not want to be tarred with the same stick; one dignitary was enough from Tennessee; that as far as my learning went, I would stand over it, and spell a strive or two with any of them, from a-b-ab to crucifix, which was where I left off at school.”

A gentleman, at a dinner-party, very earnestly invited Crockett to visit him.  He returned the compliment by saying: 

“If you ever come to my part of the country, I hope you will call and see me.”

“And how shall I find where you live?” the gentleman inquired.

“Why, sir,” Crockett answered, “run down the Mississippi till you come to the Oberon River.  Run a small streak up that; jump ashore anywhere, and inquire for me.”

From Boston, he went to Lowell.  The hospitality he had enjoyed in Boston won his warmest commendation.  At Lowell, he was quite charmed by the aspect of wealth, industry, and comfort which met his eye.  Upon his return to Boston, he spent the evening, with several gentlemen and ladies at the pleasant residence of Lieutenant-Governor Armstrong.  In reference to this visit, he writes: