Waud came. He now at work for Chapin, and doing well.
Out with him and imbibed.
14. Tuesday. Drawing big Reveille Cut. A letter from
Barth, at Buffalo. Down town, Reveille & Lantern
Offices. Randall calling. At the Lantern Office, I found the usual
assemblage of unfortunate fellows dunning Powell. Watson irate &
rebellious. The Seymours (alias Baileys,) in waiting. The
Lantern is in debt with everybody, & I think no one has an
interest (pecuniarily) in its existence, save Powell. Good-tempered,
genial John Brougham, one can�t dun him. I don�t believe he
takes money out of the concern. Powell I know does � he lives
on it & his family. A most ingenious, indefatigable humbug he is
too, ever promising never performing, � now half rallying-half
bullying, dodging, feining, everything. All the fellows have the
like experience of him. He�s given orders for money on Dexter
(always repudiated on presentation) to each; � he�s taken them
out where he�s to receive money, (which he is always disappointed
in.) He�s bidden them wait ten minutes & bolted for the day.
All have money among them, artists, wood-peckers, scribblers
� all. Verily as North�s �Aunt� hath it, Diogenes is a promising
man & hath hopeful contributors. After supping in com
pany with Waud, Swinton & Fay, off along to Metropolitan