18 August

a grave, thin, frostyhaired, shrewd-looking yeoman

August 18th. [1838]

There has come one of the proprietors, or superintendents, of a caravan of animals, -- a large, portly-paunched, dark-complexioned, brandyburnt, heavy-faced man of about fifty; with a diminutive nose in proportion to the size of his face, thick lips; nevertheless he has the air of a man who has seen much and derived such experience as was for his purpose. Also it is the air of a man not in a subordinate station, though vulgar and coarse. He arrived in a waggon, with a span of handsome gray horses, and ordered dinner. He had left his caravan at Worcester, and came from thence and over the mountain hither, to settle stopping-places for the caravan. The nearest place to this, I believe, was Charlemont; the penultimate at Greenfield. In stopping at such a village as this, they do not expect much profit, if any; but would be content with enough to pay their travelling expenses, while they look to gather gain at larger places. In this village, it seems, the selectmen had resolved not to license any public exhibition of the kind; and it was interesting to attend to the consultations whether it were feasible to overcome the objections, and what might be the best means. Orrin S---- and the chance passers-by took part in the discussion. The scruple is that the factory-girls, having ready money by them, spend it for these nonsenses, quitting their work; whereas, were it a mere farming-town, the caravan would take little in proportion to their spendings. The opinion generally was that the licence could not be obtained; and the portly man s face grew darker and downcast at the prospect; and he took out a travelling-map, and looked it carefully over, to discover some other station. This is something like the planning of the march of an army. It was finally resolved to enlist the influence of a brother-in-law of the head select man, and try to gain his consent. Whereupon the caravan-man and the brother-in-law (who, being a tavern-keeper, was to divide the custom of the caravan people with this house) went to make the attempt, the caravan-man stalking along with stiff, awkward bulk and stature, yet preserving a respectability withal, though with somewhat of the blackguard. Before he went, he offered a wager of "a drink of rum to a chaw of tobacco" that he did not succeed. When he came back, there was a flush in his face and a sparkle in his eye that did not look like failure; but I know not what was the result. He took a glass of wine with the brother-in-law, a grave, thin, frostyhaired, shrewd-looking yeoman, in his shirt-sleeves, then ordered his horses, paid his bill, and drove off, accompanied still by the same yeoman, perhaps to get the permission of the other two selectmen. If he does not get a licence here, he will try at Cheshire.

A fellow appears with a pink guard-chain and two breast-pins in his shirt, one a masonic one of gold, with a compass and square, and the other of coloured glass, set in filigree brass, and the shirt a soiled one.

A tendency to obesity is more common in this part of the country than I have noticed it elsewhere.

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