Constantine republican. [volume] (Constantine, Mich.) 1836-1838, 1836-10-12

Rochester, N. Y, have returned. Our passage,
with our family, has been through the various
conveyances of stage canal boat, steamboat, and
lumber wagon. From Rochester to Lockport,
sixty miles, our first days trip, by the canal
line of stages, being all the way pretty con-
siderably crowded. was quite agreeable. The
day afforded no incident worthy of note, ex-
cept the moderation of drivers and the high
price of fare, indicative of the want Of opposi-
tion the character in which the line first start
ed. This and the ridge road line, running par
allel, from one TO three miles apart, arc now
owned by the same proprietors-a circumstance
which accommodates them better than the pub
lie. Crocketts "go ahead" principle abideth not.
Among the grievances to be endured the agents
passengers engage, more than load for the
coaches of one line, to smuggle few of the sur
plus into the other, contrary to their desire or
expectations This was the case in regard to
three Missouri gentlemen, who were squeezed in
with us. They had paid, they said, expecting to
be taken on the ridge road--which the agent or
proprietor deceivingly represented for smooth
to railroad and completely McAdamised.
Their indignity appeared when but too late for
remedy. Being strangers, they were most
provokingy :" taken in"-especially one of
them was sore, from bruises received through
an overturn of the coach the night before and
but lily fitted for jolting over stones and log
ways We would not be thus minute, but from
the principle, that such treatment should not be
passed over without mark Of censure.
The place ofMr. Wales, now of the Exchange
at Detroit seems to be well supplied at Brock
port, by the keeper of the new " American Ho-
tel" where we breakfastcd. 1t is splendid es-
Enlistment, well kept, and worthy of patronage.
A day at Lockport was pleasantly passed,
where so much improvement has been effected
in the short space of thirteen years. In place of
Boland's ashery, and the woods, now stands the
lower town, with its bank, mills cotton factory,
printing Office Lockport House, churches, and
various mechanic and mercantile establishments,
and the termination of rail road to the Falls
and Buffalo. And in place of Mann's log tav-
orn and the few other squallid inns and stores,
is now the upper town, with its great Eagle
tavern, two printing establishments, tall blocks
of stone and brick edifces, three splendid church.
es, large Touring mills, and numerous mercan-
tile and other establishments. So romantic and
beautiful village of such rapid growth to i'm.
portance, is but seldom found. During our
short residence there, when we saw Mr. Horn
lay the foundation stone for the locks, some fif-
teen feet beneath the bed of the lower one, on
the rock, and when we saw men slain by the
falling stones, in the excavation Of the canal,
how little did we look for the rising of such a
city like place in SO short space of time
The passage thence to Buffalo, by canal, al
night, amid a crowd of passengers, was without
rcpose and any thing but agreeable. Goods left
at forwarding house in Rochester, not sent on
as soon as promised and expected, shows that a
crowd of business justifes the enlargement of
the canal, or else insinuates that the cognomen
should be changed to OBTAINING house. Our ar
rival was early on the morning of Saturday, the
Gath, the day that Mr. L1ureat assembled in his
balloon at Rochester, and from his aereal flight
of thirty miles, for an hour or two, landed safely
at Sodus Bay near Lake Ontario Excitement
Is the mover OF crowds on all great occasions,
hence it seems all Monroe county pressed into
the city, at the rare exploit. Excitement also
brought throng together the same afternoon,
in Buffalo, as wo noticed, at the starting point
of the Tonawanda Railroad, on the. setting out
of the locomotive, with its cars loaded with pas
sengcrs towards the Falls. What world of life
and enterprise
The very winds of the lake seemed on Mon
day to participate in the power of excitement,
too when we put off on board the steamboat
Columbus and were compelled to anchor in the
cove on the Canada shore, only fourteen miles
out. Never perhaps, since the days of him
whose honorcd name our vessel bore, was thore
in one group of mortality, moro excitement of
disturbed stomachs, keeping time with tho heav-
ing fresh water ocean, until three o'clock p. M.
the next day when a return to Buffalo restored