Of New York City he wrote:
”Then there lay stretched out before us, to the right, confused heaps of buildings, with here and there a spire or steeple,
looking down upon the herd below; and here and there, again, a cloud of lazy smoke; and in the foreground a forest of
ships' masts, cheery with flapping sails and waving flags. Crossing from among them to the opposite shore, were steam
ferry-boats laden with people, coaches, horses, wagons, baskets, boxes: crossed and recrossed by other ferry-boats:
all traveling to and fro: and never idle...The city's hum and buzz, the clinking of capstans, the ringing of bells,
the barking of dogs, the clattering of wheels, tingled in the listening ear…."