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Text for Page 086 [04-23-1851]

              &c as he hath done to many houses heretofore, I trust some day to a home
of his own.   Stayed an hour or two. Mrs Anderson the canny auld Scots
woman  and her daughter coming up; I having seen both of them when we
abode in Jersey.              A walk adown Broadway, thoughtfully through the
throngs of miscalled pleasure seekers and pedestrian Raphians, then by 11 to
my quiet room.
  24  Thursday.  Drawing; then to the Era Office, where I saw Picton
and Basian  Dodge the singer and Jenny-Lind-Boston-ticket buyer; a
real Yankee.   Got paid for Picton�s portrait.   To Andrew�s where I saw him
and left the six Porcupinish initial illustrations; then to Genins, he out, 
then to Roberts with Era mahogany poster; then to Park place, talk with
the boys, then again to Roberts, saw him, then to Pacific Bank, then
returned to Canal and dinner. Afternoon reading, and an hour before sunset
to the Canal Street pier, there sitting on the summit of huge framing of
piles at the end, watching the day�s death; the sun�s broad disc going
down in glory on the opposite shore, and the tranquil water assumer more
sober hues.        There�s something very thoughtful induced by gazing into water.
Methinks the notion of Jeb Trotter�s brother, conveyed to Pickwick by that dismal
individual when leaning over Rochester bridge, hath great truth in�t.  That a
death by drowning must be rest and quiet.        /     Evening scribbling till near
upon 11, then not feeling sleepy, having dozed during the afternoon, walked
forth, and passing down Broadway was laid hold of by Cross, who had this
day returned to the city.  Walked back with him, he waiting some five minutes
or so expecting the return of Homer Hall, [whom?] ever not appearing, Cross left.
  /    Met Mr Johns in the Park this morning.  To my thinking he didn�t look
so Episcopalian and eminently respectable as usual, � he spake bitterly of a certain
Committee for a Competition-Building he had sat in plans for.
  25. Friday. Sitting with Homer and Cross, when Barth called.  Spake of               
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