half an hour�s talk, Newberry went off for the Crystal Palace. He had,
last night opened, from the west. Waud tarried longer, giving me news,
then left. I to work again. Effected clearance of old clothes by rigging out
small urchins who came up to sell matches. By nigh 3 I had nearly
reduced room to order, and got hungry. Dined at Erford�s. Got hair
cut. Went to old place in Canal Street & had warm bath, rasping and
shampooing myself to an intensity of cleanliness. (When, yester-evening I arrived
in New York, I looked like unto a very haggard, dismal Californian.) Then,
feeling comfortably clean in every garment; to Mulberry Street. Found Mary
Anne, but Mr Greatbatch and boys soon appeared. Letters awaiting me.
Supped with them, stayed till 7 1/2, then to room. Wrote note to New-
berry designing to leave it at his hotel, but met him in Broadway, while
on the way thither. To Thompson�s together, had a stew, then to
Erford�s. Parted at 10, and I to my room and bed, there to uninter-
ruptedly read home letters. / I�m not ashamed to write that I cried
over �em. O home! O dear mother, never more deeply loved
than now; lying so deep and close in my heart � what will the meet-
ing with ye be? My mother & father have been to Neithrop,
on a visit. There�s two railroads to Banbury, two termini; and the
old town is lit with Gas! It is laid on in the old farm-house.
Uncle and Aunt looking � older; Henry �stout,� William, a coal-merchant,
and �beau� � bah ! George quiet & studious � as wont. John, married,
in wool trade at Ensham. Dick a chemist at Sunderland, � Edwin, a
pinafored spoiled child in my recollection, trying grocer trade in Banbury.
Rosa & Sarah Ann discontented with house-drudgery. / The [word crossed out]
Chacombe folks � now God bless them! � are well, and
happy. They haven�t forgot me. The old grandfather is 88. The
old Priory is empty again. / Kate Gardiner, whom I recollect, as
visiting us in John Street days, is dead, & has left four children. / One
