with me. A simple-hearted, hard-working, kindly natured,
commonplace man, with quaint ways occasionally. He narrates
how, induced by oppression of a feminine relative of his master, he
during his apprenticeship �run away�, and �tramped it to Coventry.�
�She catched hold o�me, and I fell down � ready to bust me Sir.�
/ Hughie away on a visit to the paternal mansion, at
Newark, returns in the Evening.
17. Monday. Went to New York. Empire City Office, with tale.
Last two-weeks Editor, so no longer. Saw Hawkins, publisher and Editor
� Dicken�s Colonel Diver far from being over drawn � this man was viler.
�We live by Sin, Sir, if all were bold enough to own it!� ��We want
tales of Licentiousness Sir � of Crime, Sir! � that�s what our readers
like! � Bah! � �An ounce of covet good apothecary!� � Cut
my hand off first, rather than play literary pimp to the scum of New
York: � albeit the Almighty Dollar were scarcer. / Purcha-
sed another 1/4 ton of coal, and in the afternoon carried it in. /
Drawing on �Mose,� till night. Matagrabolized and melan-
cholic even to tears at the glorious sunset, and thoughts of Her
and past happiness. But after tea, Hughie and Collinson
coming in for the evening, and commencing vocalization, I left
big-poster I�d been at work on and joined in. Hughie�s
fiddle, Scottice songs, Collinson Dibdenizing. /
This day a clearance of boarders. Silenus Brinsley