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              through brake, brier, and coppice and over rock to the tall ones so familiar
to me.   Trees out in luxuriant blossom, fresh deep greensward, and a tranquil
ripple in the broad Hudson. Halt on the rocks, till a few rain drops plashing
pleasantly on our faces bade us descend to the �Shades� below, or �Woodlawn�
as its new proprietor hath with better taste re-named it, there to imbibe �Sar
saparilla�.   Anon returned Jersey-wards, to New York.   Parted with them,
went to Dobs to get things, saw her and others �firing� up the old room for
the reception of Homer and his wife �Alzina.�     Back to Robinson, and writing
during the evening; boy Vanderhoff sitting beside me at the little table doing the
same.   Shallow young cub is this boy, and anticipatory lewd.
  11. Sunday. Writing for an hour or so, a letter to Alf Waud, then with
boy Vanderhoff to Chapin�s Church.  Finding that he did not preach; � the people
as is generally the case when any substitute in there were pouring out,) we walked
to the Battery, and there lounged away the hour and half till past noon, and
then returned to Robinson.    Dinner, and then resumed and finished letter.
Mr Greatbatch, the boys and Joe calling, with them to the Battery, and
so, round by the East River into, at 5, Mulberry Street.  Tea, and anon
to Chapin�s Church with Joe.   Met Mr Hart there, and as Chapin did not there
preach, to the Tabernacle.   Common place, half a century-ago sermon, of which I
recollect no jot worth doing so.  A heavy rain-storm out side � and broad violet- 
hued lightning flashes.   Left ere the sermon was ended, tarried awhile in the
covered entry, and then parting with Joe;  and presently Mr Hart in Chamber 
Street, a plashing wet walk � home.               Ah no!  Not home.  Shall
I ever have one? What chance have I of that hope , and all that should create it.
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  12. Monday.  Drawing on the wood all the morning and afternoon; sitting in 
the room overlooking Greenwich Street.   Partly a dull, partly fine day.  Out just after               
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