They had come by ship from England to New York, by steamboat to Albany and canal to Lockport; and for some reason had to take a deck trip from Lockport to Buffalo, paying Captain Sproule a good price for passage.

Their English dialect was so broad that I could not understand it; and I abandoned to Ace the company of their little girl who was one of a family of five--father, mother, and two boys, besides the daughter.

I suppose that their descendants are in Ontario yet, or scattered out on the prairies of Western Canada.

Just so the people of the canals and roads are in Iowa, and in Vandemark Township.
Buffalo was a marvel to me.

It was the biggest town I had ever seen, and was full of sailors, emigrants, ships, waterside characters and trade; and I could see, feel, taste, smell, and hear the West everywhere.