�Odean� offered me by the landlord son �Bill�, accepted it and went
there. Trashy, farce lecture, a dance, and �New York as it is.�
Verily, of all the ill-hung-together stupidities ever displayed to set on
a quantity of barren spectators to laugh these pieces are the trashiest.
What would not Dicken�s have made of the richly original character of
the New York B�hoy, had it fallen into his hands; � in place of such
crude vulgarisms now applauded to the echo. The best B�hoy type I
have met in books, is, I think, in one of Philadelphia Lyyards [words crossed out]
melo-drame novels, �Jonesey the Biler�. [words crossed out]
[line crossed out].
29. Saturday. To J B Halls with drawings � he out. A ramble
about the quays, then called again, and again unsuccessfully. After
dinner found him � a certain Mr Manning (artist there.) Back
, read &c. At night, out with a Mr Snow, whose acquaintance
I made in the bar-room below, � one of the stock-holders in the
late Cuba affair. My Cambridge University acquaintance Curtis
called this morning.
30. Sunday. To the Seaman�s Bethel Church, where I heard
the Mr Taylor, (Dickens-described in American Notes,) preach. A
clumsy looking outside building, with blue-flag flying from the roof.
Inside the body of the church assigned by seamen, side pews, women &c
Half pulpit, half-rostrum, and sort of fresco-painted altar piece,
representing a ship on a stormy sea. The Preacher appearing
gave out a hymn, in a short, jerking unstudied manner.