ration to the spinster Aunt, to perfection, �making up� for the perform
ance. After supper, our mirth waxed tumultuous, speeches,
comic songs, and uproarous chorusses being the order of the night.
My health was drunk, musically, Boutchers (whom nearly all
present knew,) �Absent Friends� &c, and we broke up at 3, after
a most stentorian �We won�t go home till morning.�
4. Wednesday. In doors repairing damages consequent on
yesterdays jollity, and some mental excitement consequent on my
change of plans. Wrote & received Letter, to and from Chacombe.
5. Thursday. To Paternoster Row, to Charley, (who goes off
to Neithrop tonight,) thence to Hatton Garden. Called on Jack
Boutcher. Another �party� at our house to-night, but everyway
a slower affair than the other. The Miss Stokes�, Mrs Mason and
daughter, Walem and his wife, Foulds and Rowbottom. Minnie
also, and Sam. Edwin returned from Hampshire for three days
stay, or so. Rowbottom sang, as did Mrs Walem, I talked
to Walem, and sat beside Minnie, who was a little snubbed and
neglected, I think, by my sisters. Most of the people were uninster
esting and unamusable, the Stokes� could�nt do anything, Foulds
hasn�t any decided outline of character, Mrs Mason is I don�t
like, and only Rowbottom and Mrs Walem amused the company by
singing. It was a swindle on them to invite �em, but they liked it.
Walem was happy enough. It ended early, by 12 or so.
6. Friday. Walked through the spring like afternoon and genial
sunshine to St Martins le Grand, had tea with Mrs Stone and
her daughter Emma, talked much of Boutcher, stayed two hours or
so, then returned. John Hogarth supped with us, having been to church with
my two sisters.