September 22, 1842 – “Jack Frost’s arrival”



046_Page 44Thursday. 22.nd. September. 1842. New.York.

Young winter, the clouds dark, and wintry, the atmosphere cold and snow almost at hand. The sun gleams out brightly enough sometimes. Come down to a nice fire this morning, it was really nessessary [sic] for comfort. My cold rather better; Garret thinks his prescriptions magical in their effects. We both soaked our feet in hot water last night. I did not like to leave the fire, but spent two hours in arranging matters, and things above stairs. Cut out two pair fine linen pillow. cases this morning. Finished makeing one, by one oclock. Mon Marie, gave me four dollars last night. Paid one shilling for the Herald this morning. Put on my winter “mous de laine”, it feels comfortable but looks rather soiled. Bought a pumpkin this morning, for the first this season. Had some cake made, but it was spoiled in the bakeing. Mr H, did not come home to dinner, my appetite of course was indifferent. I bought oysters for his supper, he paid me for them on the spot. A ring of the bell alarmed us, but it was not company as we both feared, but a “dead rat” nicely enveloped in three covers, with the name of “Septic” written on it. The mystery still remains unsolved, G cannot imagine who the donor was, and thinks it a mistake, although he was enquired [sic] for by name. Mr H. felt very sleepy, and wished me to go to bed at nine oclock. I did not think it possible to sleep and begged him to go up without me, as I was finishing some pieces of work. He did not like my refusal, and was highly offended. The night was very cold, and clear, we were all glad to get on under comforters. At ten I retired to my room, no “moschitoes [sic]” since “Jack Frost’s” arrival. Discontinued taking Tea, to day.

September 21, 1842 – Julia is back!


044_Page 42New.York.
Wednesday. 21. st. of September. 1842.
Clouded sky, cold air, and high winds, with bright gleams of sun.shine at intervals. I sit down this morning, to write up the medley of affairs which have transpired since my return from the country. Thirteen days have elapsed sine my last entry, and in all this time my journal has been neglected, but not for gotten, As the ghost of its empty pages, have haunted me by day, and night. But to begin where I left off, the 8th. of Sep. On the I made my peach preserves, 19 lbs. Sent a fine basket full to Mother a present. Some ripe to eat. It was a day of hard showers, but warm and unpleasant. September 10. Saturday. Went up to mothers with Louis and Julie found all well. Met John Brincherhoff and Miss Fanny Moore.
Sunday 11. th. A fine day went to Church in the morning. Monday. 12 th. Excessively hot. Maria, came down to see the “procession in honour of “Mr Tyler”. His toast having been dishonored at the dinner given to “Lord Ashburton”, by the “merchant princes”. The ladies turned out in fine style in spite of the burning sun, which must have scorched them considerable. I went to bed early sick from the intense heat, the children seem to feel it sadly, and long for the pure county air. Tuesday 13. September. It rained, cooling the air. Wednesday. 14. Received a note from C. telling me Mrs Brincherhoff and daughter, Miss Moore, Mr L. M. Ferdinand, and Bell, Miss Onderdonks, and all their own family, would take tea with me rain, or no rain. I went about prepareing, and was busy all the morning, preparing. They came at six in an omnibus and left at nine oclock. Some of the guests did not come; our evening was pleasant, but short. Mr. H did not get home untill, eight oclock. He knew nothing…

045_Page 43of my company. C. made tea in the basement, Simon, and nanny handed it around. My cake cost one dollar, and was delightfull. The children behaved very well. Julie sang. Thursday. 15. The rain still continues, we think it our Equinoctial storm. I cleaned up my closets Friday. 16. Unpleasant still, raining and damp. My Friend. I wrote to Maria Hasbrouck. this morning. Saturday. 17. A fine clear day, some dark clouds flying about. Julie, and I went to see Mrs Anelli, sat an hour with her, from there rode to “Aunt Bells”. Called on Mrs Brown, my traveling companion, she has not arrived yet. We rode home, and found it cool Sunday. 18. A fine cool day, and full moon at night. We went to Church in the morning, Mr May preached. I went to bed after dinner, and slept two hours. Moschetoes [sic] torment us dreadfully at night; the poor children, are almost devoured by them. Monday. 19. Clear, and cold enough for fires. I run to the kitchen fire constantly to thaw my blood. Tuesday. walked up and back again from mothers The first in four years. Julie went with me, she complains of a very sore mouth. Met the Miss Hornblowers, and Mrs Woodriff, and baby at mothers. Had our kitchen chimney swept Paid four shillings
I wrote all the afternoon, felt very cold in the evening.
slept soundly at night, but found my throat very sore this morning, and quite hoarse in the bargain. Remsen, has a bad cold also, Mr H. recovering from his. Ann Shannely, has a young son a seven months baby. I have been trimming a little dress with lace for her. Will go to see her this afternoon. Did not feel well enough to go out this afternoon, had a “fire” built in the basement, it would not burn untill evening. Garret was delighted to see it, and made a fine supper on oysters. We spent the evening reading newspapers. Bought me a bundle of spools tops, canton flannel 10 yrds. Cotton drilling and curtain binding.

September 8, 1842 – “The trip back home”



043_Page 41New.York. Thursday night.

At home. We reached home at six this evening, and found our housekeeper awaiting our arrival. The house looked sweet, and clean and my cup of happiness was full, as we were all safely moved at last in a haven of peace. I unpacked my trunks, or at least Garret did, and one half my things, were arranged before bed.time. We rested sweetly in our own domicile. Our jaunt down was pleasant, no perils, or frights. The children behaved themselves well. We met Mr, and Mrs Jansen on board the boat. Margaret, and Benjamin put us up a large box of peaches, to bring home for preserves. Maria, was quite melancholy at parting from us; Julie shed tears, and was unwilling to leave Marble.Town. We bade the Dr good.bye just as we left the gate, he promised to come down soon. The morning air was quite cold, and I began to regret not putting on a warmer dress, but on the steam.boat it became quite sultry. We dined on Board, but G. thinks the fare miserable, and not worth the trouble of going down stairs. I left the country with much regret, altho I should not have wished to re- main away from home much longer, knowing Garret, misses us all, and finds no pleasure in his solitary meals. His appetite when alone is poor, and spirits I expect depressed, so we must all come back to direct our lord and Master.”

September 6 part II and September 7, 1842 – “What a day and the last day in the country, phew!”

041_Page 39As soon as our meal was ended, we bade farewell, and stumbled into our barruche [sic], Garret instead of pulling down our dresses, drawing them up; to the great delight of the lookers on, Mrs L. was c___ laughter, but Dr. W. modestly walked to the horses heads. Unfortunately we took the canal past home, and found ourselves bumping about in deep mires and mud.hobs. A heavy rain d___ rendered it almost impassible, and we not knowing our danger went along singing as gaily as possible. Our mirth however was soon at an end, for just as Dr. Wicks, was carolling a st___ to “L__gs eyes” and imprudently turning around to us, the waggon went down in a steep hole, and before righting itself, snapped a spring, with any thing but a musical sound to my ears. In this plight we jagged slowly home, the night, dark & damp, and the Canal, almost at the side of our wheels. All balanced well but me,and I got over the fright, when we got away from the water, and had our spring tied with a rope. We met the Dr at High Falls, in a serape a professional one I mean. At ten we reached home.

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Wendesday. September. 1842.

A Beautifull day quite cool. In despite of our disaster last night, to day we made up a party to spend the afternoon, with Dominie Alliger, at his new parsonage. I went with Dr [Take], and Julie, Garret drove Margaret and Louis we had some troubled waters in making our arrangements but they became smoothe before we set off. Our visit was very pleasing to me, and the young couple we visited very interesting They have a sweet little boy, the only child besides my own I could kiss, with pleasure. Her housekeeping are first rate, and I should like to spend a week with her, as we are congenial souls I am certain. We had a charming ride home, the Dr. comeing for us, and taking his tea after we had all finished. This was my last visit in the country, and I enjoyed it knowing it to be the last. To.morrow we bid all our friends adieu, and hasten to our city home.


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