band, thinks him rather an agreable man than othersise,
and fancies that his odious attempts at jocularity � chiefly con-
sisting in dreary lying � are very clever. Tacitly everybody
shuns the man. She is older than he, and probably
she rules him � �tis a pity she can�t do it more thoroughly.
I saw little Miss Brooks one day last week, for five minutes.
She called on her brother, and, I thought, looked rather sick.
26. Wednesday. In doors all the drenching day. Chores,
phonography, letter to Dillon Mapother. Gun playing cribbage
with Haney at night, he a little boozy. Cahill with Clapp at
Wallacks to see a new burlesque by Stuart, O�Brien and another.
It was produced last night, not a success. Haney & Clapp called
for the authors but the less interested audience requested them to
�Dry up!� So a scene with three stuffed figures, prepared for the
occasion, wasn�t available!!
27. Thursday. Round to Arnold�s for half an hour. Cahill
there. Rain all day sans intermission. Phonography. Letters
to my mother and Naomi.
28. Friday. A dubious day clearing up into sunshine.
Down town; Frank Leslie�s &c &c. Return. Phonography
at night. I feel illish and have just been sick in the
English sense. Cahill determined on total abstinence
or nearly so, penitent and grave. Anecote told by him
of the recent �drunk.� He and Gun are in �the Store.� Barman,
to the latter. �Are you looking for your friend Sir? He is un-
der the table!� Gun reels round and tumbles on top of him.
29. Saturday. To Harper�s. Bonner back. To Leslie�s,
Pic Office &c. Phonography. Sick, to bed by 7 1/2.
30. Sunday. With Haney, Cahill & Gun to Hoboken. There