the Yarmouth boatman Peggotty, with his deep love for his pretty mere, his
manliness, his quaint, and to me pleasant Norfolk phrase. At the terrible
scene of the flight of Em�ly the heart is fain to find relief in tears, so great is
the authors power of portraying the agony of unfathomable love in the heart, the
glorious English heart of the man. But why name one, when All, All
is so good, so true, so mirth and sympathy-moving, so pure, � so worthy
of the God-given Genius producing it. Happy Times to have such instructors!
happy to live and enjoy and understand them!
22. Wednesday. Hat drawing all day. Evening. Dillon, Mr Hart,
Charley and Waud company. Playing Whist till 12, and when Mr Hart
and Dillon had then left, an hour afterwards with Cross and Freeman.
23. Thursday. In-doors all day, hat copying. Have got through Turkish,
Old English, am doing Russian, Laplandic, &c. Charley and Mason in
anon; report that Albert Brown was dying had suddenly fetched them up
town to discover it to be exaggerated statement. He lieth in imminent danger
though. Poor fellow, good looking, young, and � that�s all. A handsome
picture frame with naught in it.
24. Friday. Down town. To Genins, to Era Office, (where I got $5 on
account from Atwood,) to Spottiswoode�s (parcel not-forthcoming yet,) to Genin�s
again, and then to Richardson�s. In doors all the afternoon. Evening a
visitor arrives. Evans, one of the Oxfordshire born brethren I met at Holt�s
last September, a good-tempered sensible fellow. Hath been travelling, west
and South, Pittsburgh, Cincinnati, Chilicothe, New Orleans, Mobile, Charleston
&c. Mapother and Mr Hart came; (the latter having to seal agreement
about a survey he has been appointed to is absent half-an hour, but rejoins
us.) Gave Evans my Daguerrotype, for transportation to England, he having
with his brother taken a passage in a vessel anticipating to clear out to morrow.
Talk, fumigation and ale till 11, when I walked out with them. Left