Eytinge, Whiting &c at the door. Round to Pic Office
with Bellew, then returned Bowerywards, tired and
8. Sunday. In-doors. A walk in the evening.
9. Monday. To Doctor. Phonograph. An afternoon
walk, during which I met Banks. Writing till midnight.
10. Tuesday. Returned from an early morning�s walk, Cahill
came into my room blaming himself for a �b____y fool,� having
been on a drunken spree with Gun, lasting till 5 this morning.
He, Cahill, seems to have been working pretty steadily of late,
writing Charades &c for a speculative publisher. Says he�s got
a check for $90, payment. So he went off to get the money.
Phonography. Drawing on wood till evening, then out. Drop-
ping in at Arnold�s I found my respectable namesake in a
state of imbecile drunkenness, just going out with Sears, Arnold�s
chum. Cahill and Arnold had just stepped out for supper
and presently returned, both drunk, Cahill extremely so
though not to Gun�s extent. It seemed they had got the money,
Cahill came back to Bleecker St, paid Mrs Potter $20, bought
himself a $12 coat, and then joining the others continued
yesternights debauch. They had a woodcock-and-wine dinner
at Mataran�s, drank claret, champagne and port, bought
apples and peaches in the streets and pelted people with them.
Gun they dropped at a tavern. Risking getting apprehended
more than once in Broadway for their generally conspicuous
behaviour , the �spree� had continued to the present time.
These details had hardly been told before a �lady� visitor to Arnold
was announced. �Guess it�s Heloise!� says somebody. So we
left. Cahill then declared he must go to �his girl.� I wan-