Boweryem has what small right there is on his
side in the matter; though he acted from glory and
cockiness. Left English in Spruce Street; went
to the �Evening Post� office, Haney�s, Strong�s and
Tammany Hall; at the latter place encountering
a gentleman belonging to Billy Wilson�s corps of
roughs, who had a black eye, the other hidden
by a bandage and a generally bruised countenance.
He was civil, though hoarse, in answering my questions.
Was overtaken by Damoreau and a fellow-engraver,
with whom I walked up Centre Street; Charley and
I vilifying eatch other for omitting mutual visits.
Parted outside a place where Damoreau had had
made a couple of big 10 lb clubs, for gymnastic exercise.
Writing during the afternoon &c., out to tailor�s in
the evening. Boweryem up part of the time.
11. Sunday. With Cahill and a companion of
his (once a �Day-Book� reporter), whom he had brought
home on two consecutive nights to share his bed, or to
occupy another in the same room, off down-town
wards, parting from the latter, and ourselves keep-
ing on to the Battery. We had agreed upon an ex-
cursion to Staten Island; Cahill having appointed
to meet his cousin Seymour and Mr. and Mrs.
Fent at 10 o�clock at the Staten Island Ferry.
Being too late, we obtained admission to the Battery,