old Ellis to the pictorial effigy of
the �Stars and Bars� displayed on
a piece of music. Young�s vanity
as a composer was displayed with
refreshing bonhomie. �I may write
some fine things � I know I shall �
but I shall never equal �Stonewall,�
he averred, repeating it at least
thrice, during the evening. Another
guest I have forgotten to mention, though
he deserves some record. This was a
Mr Hancock, a Philadelphian � once
a fellow-scholar and friend of Schell.
He was a youngish, chubby man with
bright dark eyes, and beard a la
Americaine. He had lived at the South
long enough to have entirely Secessionized
himself. He was engaged in a clothing
store. At about 2 A. M the
party broke up and I strolled throught-
fully homewards, to bed.
4. Wednesday. Era office
and elsewhere during the forenoon.