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              burnt.       Behind another ship, also on fire, was dimly seen.
The morning was a lovely one, clear, cold, frosty � blue un-
clouded sky and sunlight above.      And atop of a great
part on the wharf-edge, above the crowd sat Damoreau.
Welden pointed him out; and after some clambering difficulty
I got up beside him.  There we sat for a full hour, look-
ing on the burning ship.      Ineffectual hose-squirtation
was being done at the stern.   The vessel had been scuttled,
but she lay in fatally shallow water, and though aground,
burning.    Little jets of melted metal, lead or zinc gushed
out of the sink holes, with hiss and splutter plunging into
the heated water below.      The wind blew sheer eastwards,
or the hear would have been unendurable � had it blown
up-river � more ships would have gone.    As t�was I
believe some two or three others were destroyed.   Towed
out all aflame into the river during the night, they must
have presented a fine sight.              Welden was sym-
pathetic about the loss � with me, the spectacle outbalanced
all other considerations.      Besides, the owners being rich
men, here, � there�d really be a more tragic-spectacle evol-
ved by the destruction of a lodging house with poor families goods
in it.     /         Back, working all day & evening.  Waud
supped with me, at Taylor�s, and stayed till 11.     And
Davis came up-afterwards.
  28.  Wednesday.   Drawing hard.  Welden called,
Whytal & Royal.       Down town in afternoon, filthy,
slushy walking, sleet & snow.   Weeds & Post Office. Eve-
ning Waud with me.    Reading, both.     I, Carlyle, Lamb
Cagliostro &c.
  29.  Thursday.  In doors, writing.   Took a walk to
Spruce Street in the afternoon with Picayune and words for               
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