Reportorial and Miscellaneous.
room, spite of the talking. Back by 12.20.
I have joined the reportorial corps at just
the hardest-working period of the year, but must
not growl about it.
27. Thursday. Office, there till past
noon, then up-town. In-doors, writing till 5, then
to Palace Garden, calling at 745, for ticket,
and having others for Blondin�s exhibition,
which the girls couldn�t avail themselves of,
�because it was in the daytime,� when they
work. I saw all of them in the store, smi-
ling and saucy and Sally whispered that to-
day was Somebody�s birthday � little Nast�s.
Saw Mc. Elrath and others at the fair
again, note-taking &c. Crossing Washing
ton Square, met W. Leslie (recently return-
ed with his wife from Canada. His
wife had a nice little estate there, he said.)
He lives now in 9th street, No. 59. It
was a dull afternoon, of a dull day, promising
rain. Writing awhile after supper, then
out to the east side of the town to procure three
Republican nominations. Took �em down, re-
turned in 6th avenue car by 9, had ale
at the �Optimus� and to bed by midnight.
My Siddons� report was reprinted in to-day�s �He-
ral,� with editorial comment, but without acknowledgment.