The Husband of �Mrs. Potiphar.�
Slip, there spending a doggy hour and a half.
The poor dogs� ears were cut while I was pre-
sent and other canine business transacted. Up
town by 2 �. Writing in the afternoon. Stove
put up � the open grate stove of last winter
around which I�ve known cheery faces which
I miss now. In the evening to 16th, to Haney�s.
With him and Hayes (whose father and mother
are in Boston) throughout the evening. We went
out for an hour to the residence of a Mr Hought,
in the 5th avenue, where a sale of pictures and
furniture was to take place on the three following
days. The man is a millionaire, his wife an
acknowledged fashionable woman. The house or
such portion of it as we saw, was handsome,
millionairish and gorgeously furnished, the
pictures detestable, and the proprietor, an el-
derly hardfeatured, baldish man with a mousta-
che walked to and fro among the spectators,
very drunk, smoking a handsome pipe and
objectionably garrulous, talking demi-coarsness
to women. He has let his house to a club
and his family are in Paris, hence the sale.
In Hayes� room after till near 12.
17. Wednesday. Another doggy morning,
at Harry Jennings�. This man keeps a
rat-pit and an arena for fighting dogs;