Sally looking her best. Dr. Augustus Rawlings.
Welles and I were leaving, when at the door we
met Sally and Jack, returned from the opera.
Nearly dressed in a light cloak, with a finely-
knit woolen scarf of the comforter order, worn loose-
ly over her hair, and framing her face, Sally
looked very handsome as she gave me a little, warm
tightly-gloved hand. I thought of the different
relations on which we three stood towards the girl;
Haney rejected, Welles unavowed, I not her lover
but in her confidence. I wondered if her beauty
gave Haney a pang as he walked home through
the night and felt sorry to think it might be
so. But I liked the little hand in mine. I
don�t think our confidence will last, but while
it does, I like it.
8. Saturday. Did up Opera article for Cou-
rier, down town with it and to the World Office.
Up-town, again, after a visit to the 4th Ward
Police Station, to Gurney�s. There I found
one Dr. Augustus Rawlings, recently an employee
of F. Leslie�s bragging and brattling about a
recent row betwixt them, which has got into the
papers. This fellow is an Englishmanx of the
most offensive style, to use an expressive vulga-
rism a �blower,� who had an equally objectionable
brother in the employ of the rival paper. Rawlings
claimed to have pulled Leslie�s mustaches, to
x A mistake. Born, of English parents, in Baltimore.