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Panic.� Will �is, as usual, lazy.�       O�Brien came in
the evening.    He, Haney and Cahill in my room.   Toddy,
smoke, talk, and, presently, songs.  Broke up at 11, when
I went to bed and they to boxing, in Haney�s room.
			November.
  1.  Sunday.  A rush to Hoboken trees and rocks with Haney
and Cahill, returning to dinner.    In doors, for my part, during
the rest of the day.  Reading and writing �(the last 3 1/2 pages, &c.)
  2. Monday.  Round early to Bellew�s, in 11th Street for
block.  Saw his brother-in-law, a hearty Irishman, his child,
Mrs B and himself.       Then returned and drew all day till
8 at night.     O�Brien up, with Haney and Cahill in my room.
Talk of to-morrow�s pic-nic, and preparations thereupon.
  3.  Tuesday.  Arnold came early and he and Cahill went
over to Hoboken by 9 o�clock, I accompanying Haney (who had to
go down town) and crossed an hour later.     We found assembled
in the ferry house the two before mentioned, with O�Brien and Thom-
son.    Wilbour couldn�t come in consequence of dectioneering Tribunitical
responsibilities, and neither Bellew, Gaylor or Wilkins (all of whom
had been invited) appeared.     I encountered Mr Russell � of the �Euro-
pean ��and Watson, the vulturous-looking engraver was hovering
about the ferry-house, his breath stinking horribly.      After waiting
the arrival of several boats and dispatching a messenger to Bellews
with a note, we left Cahill behind to wait still longer and set
off.     Into a carriage all of us, and with baskets &c it proved a
very tight fit, Doesticks on the seat beside the driver, from which he
got off twice or thrice to purchase now a sauce-pan (to boil supposti-
tious water in) now a package of sugar, now one of lemons, now               
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