1. Brackenridge deleted this large section from the end of Chapter 14:
"In the late commotion of the public mind in this new government, respecting the calling a convention to alter the constitution, we had an instance of what might be done by an honest open hearted clergyman, of good sense, among his profession. He had a few acres of ground to clear, by cutting down the timber and rolling it away; and for this purpose, make what is called a frolic: that is, an assemblage for labour, and a feast at the same time; the feast was in the fete champetre way; though they did not give it that name. While they were at work, the pot, which might be rather called a kettle, was boiling: for it was a large boiler which had been employed in making sugar from the maple tree, more like a kettle for distilling, than a pot; it suited extremely well to make the soup, or broth on this occasion. A pile of wood had been set on fire, and the kettle suspended over it on a cross beam, supported by a fit arm at each end. The maker of the frolic, the owner of the clearing, going forward, had told the men, as the truth of the case warranted him in doing, that as the female part of his family had not come out to the settlement as yet, nor would until he could get some shelter built and improvement made, they must stand cooks themselves. There were fleshes of venison, and beef, and pork, and some fowls, and vegetables, and articles of seasoning: each might put in according to his liking. Each did put in according to his notion of making a broth; and like the weird-sisters in Macbeth, they stirred the kettle, singing as they stirred, till the pot was boiled, and taken off the hanger, to assemble round and put their ladles in. Some thought the broth had too much salt, or pepper, or cabbage; others too little. The proportion of every article of fish, flesh, or fowl was found fault with by some one. My ingredient, said the master of the entertainment, is yet to come, that is a flask of whiskey; to which they all assented to have poured in. A ladle of the broth enlivened with the spirit, put them in good humour; and it was a safe thing to jest with them, and to slur good hints under the veil of parable. "Good folks, said he, being of an occupation which the wags in their humour sometimes call pulpit whacking, it is not difficult for me to strike a doctrine out of any thing, as easily as Moses did the water fall out of the rock at Meriba; and hence it is, that we are apt, even on common occasions, though not in the pulpit, to spiritualize. This I am not about to do at present, but rather, if you please, to moralize a little. We have a constitution, or frame of government, which has stood some time, and for any thing I can see, might stand a while yet. It was framed by men of great political skill, at least, great information; and it was with great deliberation that it was formed. It was not until lately that any one thought to disturb, and new model; and in fact to make another. Reform, is a popular word, and it is that which is chosen. But every one must foresee an entire overhauling. Now, as I would wish to see our young timber sawed into planks to line houses, or to make floors; or by hewing, made fit for harrows or plough beams, rather than erected into guillotines, I am for putting up with the constitution until we get our fields cleared, and our meadows made; until we look about us, and get time to think a little, lest going hastily about it we make it worse. For you see, in making this broth, where every thing was put in that any one said he liked, it was not savoury, until a dash of whiskey made it palatable----"