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Text for Page 158 [10-18-1855]

Brady�s laughed at the hideous blasphemy.             Let him go,
I can be as well alone.     In Boston he purports to assume
the title of �Mr Washington Hill.�
 19. Friday.  I turned out early, and went to rail dep�t,
with the intention of seeing Waud off, but faithful to his con-
stitutional procrastination he didn�t appear. (I afterwards learnt
he went this day�s afternoon.)       A sunny, pleasant, day, but I
still sick in mind and body, strolled about, went to Canal
Street, got hair cut, paid boot mender, and the like; then
by invitation from Parton, given yester-evening to Waverly Place.
After lunch, at work on our compilation for an hour or twain
in Parton�s room, then to it, at the Mercantile; where
at 6 he, (having during the interval been at his editorial labours
down town;) found me, and kindly invited me back to dine
with him.   The evening was, atmospherically gloomy, and
the change from my expected damp and solitary walk down
Broadway to my sad little room, with the fire out, to the
boarding-house table, and subsequently Parton�s room, a plea-
sant one.     We had much talk together, I half telling
him of my present morbid state, he relieving me considerably;
and in return confidence speaking of something which forms the
key note of his present phase of existence.         Haney came at 9,
and the three of us went out together for drinks at a Broadway
  20. Saturday.  Not a relapse into wretchedness, but suf
fering extremely from its past violence, and low spirited.    Tried
writing, but did little, till night, when desirous of complying with               
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