there, and then, an hour after sunset, to Brooklyn, called on boatman Long, whom
I found in company with his fellow labourer Connor, two women, and any mount of 
children,
a snug fire, and their evening meal in progress.     Crossed to the Island, the two boat-
men and females all going from thence to New York.    To the Hospital where was Barth,
Sergeant Buchman, Creecy and Livers, playing Whist.     Sate awhile in converse,
after the whist-game ended, then to bed.  (Got many �Mosey� expressions from the 
players)
  26. Friday.  Writing closely all day, Second Chapter of �Ike Chivvles�,  Barth being
inspired by the example scribbling also.   At sunset, the idea having been before mooted
over to New York to see Forrest play Spartacus the Gladiator. A dense crowd, it
being towards the close of his brief engagement, as well as his benefit night; � ter-
rific squeezing to get up stairs. The house filled from floor to roof.   He is a fine
actor spoiled, good in some places, in others a mere �robustuous pering-parted fellow
tearing a passion all to tatters, out heroding Herod,� � In the death scene he
actually concluded with a long drawn spasmodic snort.  By the by that�s a beautiful
final sentence of Bird�s, the author, for the dying Gladiator
			�There are green valleys in Thrace ���
dissimilarly-akin to Falstaff�s �babbing of green fields�.     The play is a good one,
and a good-acting one.   In the part wherin  Spartacus recieves the news of his
wife and child�s death from his brother I think his acting was most excellant.
Being called on after, with stentor-like b�hoy clamor, he made a bit of a speech
in sufficiently bad taste, as usual, talking of his heart having been tried by the sorest af-
fliction &c.  What an honored and honorable career that man might have chosen,
in place of rowdy approbation and mob applause.           Meeting Livers outside,
Barth and he played a game of billiards together, then about midnight we three re-
turned to the Island together, via Brooklyn boatman, (Saw the �Ike Chivvles� posters on 
our way)
  27. Saturday.     Out about 11 to New York, to the Traveller Office with M S.
To Leonard Street, saw Hooper junior, & got a letter from Alf Waud.  Dined
at Shelleys, then to Greene Street, but the fair Philadelphian was not at home.