Rinaldini-ish� passages, which don�t help the effect.
A letter from Hannah. Answered, at once.
Weather influencing health and spirits. Now sum-
mery days all sunlight and blue sky, now
ceaseless, wrathful rain, one day a terribly stormy
one, uprooting trees, dashing chimney�s into streets, and
overthrowing houses. Much alone, as usual. Haney
not very well, and over busied. Did my contract
of drawings for Nic nax. Nought else but writing.
Out for walks, each day, mostly. One Hoboken
one. �Allie Vernon� writes again for the Picayune.
I met her one morning in Levison�s room, having
gone thither to take in a drawing. She, with her
second live husband, has been residing close by in
this street. He is a youngish Dentist, and she
married him under the expectation of being kept,
tried letting rooms of the house, taking boarders
&c, and have just made a smash of it. He
goes back to live with his relatives, she to write as
�Bell Thorne� for the Picayune, and under her
old nomme de plume for the New Yorker.
I have met Picton once or twice, who, over
a mug of lager, gave me an Item or two for
my �Physiology.� He writes for the Courier.
Got �frightened with false fire� anent my book,
thus. Welden, meeting me, intimates that one of
the Sunday papers has announced a series of
papers on Boarding Houses � to commence with