Roman Catholic Fancy Fair.
his wife. The latter had been married pre-
viously to her present husband�s brother, who is
still alive. Very American. A vile muggy,
muddy, drizzly night. Supped at Haney�s,
then parting, I went to 745. Honeywell there
and anon Mort Brown came from Chapin�s with
Jack, the family, including Ann as usual. Haney
didn�t show up at all. Talked with Matty a
little, Sally more; evening partly lively, with pau-
ses. Wrote half a letter to Bellew this morning.
22. Monday. Office. Sent back to my �dogs.�
At the article hard till 7, then down-town to
Office again. Up again to report Roman Catholic
fancy fair business where I met Webb of the
Times and where innumerable Irish girls pest-
ered us to �take chances� in all sorts of twenty-
five and fifteen cent lottery-dodges, after the
manner of the ginger-bread nut virgins of Green-
wich Fair. Then to the Burton sale, there
half an hour, then down town to Office again
to write reports, returning within half an hour
of midnight. Dog-tired and nervous. May-
ers of our paper died yesterday morning. He
was an English Jew, had lived in Australia.
He died of consumption and bronchitis; it was
mentioned as I sat writing in the office at night.
I had not seen him there for the last week or so.