106
	      Mullen.     Fletcher Harper.
arily.     To the �Evening Post� Office, saw Maverick
up stairs.      To F. Leslie�s, met F. Bellew there; 
together to Crook and Duff�s, where we found Mul-
len, on a stool at the counter, taking a solitary
oyster stew.   He joined us, talked a curious blend-
ing of b�hoy-filibuster and artist, called Bellew
�Frank,� and assumed an amusing familiarity.
Bellew gave him a sketch and notion to carry
out for �Vanity Fair.�    Mullen was a lieutenant
(!) in the regiment to which O�Brien belonged;
has loafed in uniform all the summer, has now
thrown off both it and his volunteering.   He
is �no abolitionist,� he says.   We walked up Broad-
way together.       Writing all the evening.
  27.  Friday.   Writing to Hannah.
  28.  Saturday.   Down town to Harper�s; read
proof of and got $29 for story.     Mc. Lenan coming
in saluted me.       Leaving, walked up to Nassau
Street in company with Fletcher Harper, who talk-
ed about the Trent affair and wanted to know
whether England would go to war �with us� if Mason
and Slidell were given up.                Looked in at the
�Sunday Times� Office; met Morris, who was going
to the �Illustrated News� Office, to at once remonstrate
with the editor about his reprinting some bosh in
the �Knickerbocker,� fraudulently published un-
der the prefix of �K. N. Pepper,� and to offer a