MEN AND MANNERS IN AMERICA. CHAPTER I. JOURNEY-BALTIMORE-WASHINGTON. THE mail sleigh in which I found myself a passenger, was one of the most wretched vehicles imaginable. The wind-a north-wester-penetrated the curtains of the machine, at a thousand crevices, and, charged with particles of snow so fine as to be almost impalpable, communicated to the faces of the passengers the sensation of suffering under a hurricane of needles. Our route lay through a country flat and uninteresting, which presented no object to |