Madam Knight Well, Mr. John, Sais I,

Madam Knight Well, Mr. John, sais I, make your demands. Why, half a pss. Of eiht and a dram, sais John. I agreed, and gave him a Dram (now) in his hand to bind the bargain. My Hostess catechis'd John for going so cheap, saying his poor wife would break her heart. John told My Hostess that his wife would be glad for ye Dram. Wee have a young one to feed and take care of, he sais.

She inquir'd about ye Baby, him telling her that she had a bout with ye colic, and she agre'd that any Money would be of assittance to their small family. Ye Hostess was distract'd by some roucuss among her guests. Very soon, I saw, not four feet from where wee stood, two men roll'd and fought on ye floor. Imediatly, ye color of blood was on ye floor and Curious guests began to gayer 'round ye spectakle. My Hostess cover'd her lipps and gasp'd like a frighten'd girl.

John pull'd one of ye guests from ye floor and held his limpt body by ye flimsy cloth of his shirt. Ye Hostess promptly helped John with ye sow'r guest, moving him in ye direction of ye door at ye front of ye Tavern. Ye walls and floor of ye Tavern were boards fill'd with holes, around ye door, cracks so large that I could see yem from wher I stood. John was tall and muscular and looked to be about 24 Years old.

He walk'd with a limp that caus'd him to lean to ye left when he stepp'd. He open'd ye door and very kindly assistted ye drunk guest ye door. Cold air blew in from outside and it found me and whipp'd itself under my heavy skirt and chill'd me to ye bone. John return'd and ask'd mee about mee travills. His eyes were coal in color and when he smil'd he look'd to be like ye drunken guests at ye Lodg.

He told mee I had Courage to seek out on a Journy such as ye one that lay beefore mee, and we discuss'd ye Details of ye Journy. He impress'd to mee that he was Intelligent and I began to feel bless'd that a man such as he would Accommodate mee. Ye Hostess continue'd to wressill with unruly guests who enjoy'd too much ye fine Spirits and John's attention was pull'd to yet anoyer Incident.

ye drunk customer stumbled and spoke in Disrespect to My Hostess and to John, who did not take kindly his remarks. John held his Compsure and did try to Reason with ye customer. I beelive that customer was ye least of Gentlemanness that I have witness'd. He was Cantankorous, fists swinging and Punching John, who was put out of Countenance with him and with a tight clenched fist hit ye Unruly.