Daily Louisville Democrat
What a guy!
Daily Louisville Democrat
What a guy!
Friday 19 March. 1852.
Damp air, but clear sky.
I wished to go down to Bell’s, but
Mr H. could not shave, he is a lazy man; no beaux so
lazy as husbands.
I dressed, but before complete Mrs. Leati, came in
sat an hour. She is full of animation & business;
wished to excuse her husband for an hour later.
I went to walk, exchanged my boots at Millers.
Bought some worked trimming for a skirt. 22. shillings.
A collar 3 shillings. ribbon for apron 25 cts.
Dined on fish, my appetite good, but chills run
over me, and my skin rough. It troubles me very much.
Julia looks sallow, the brilliant tints of the
young rose, have faded; the sunshine has departed.
Mr H. took the children to Niiblo’s to see the “”Crown Diamonds,”
Madame Thilon, a beautifull actress.
George W. came in sat an hour, followed them to Niblo’s.
Mr Christian spent the evening with me. Brought Julia two songs.
They sang together. I kept at my sewing during his visit.
Saturday. 20th March ./1852.
Clear and cold as winter.
Julia went up to her grandmothers.
I felt cold and a little sick. went to bed for two hours.
Maria came home with Julia, they came from Mrs Dr Smith’s
I went to dancing school after dinner, chills defying.
Louis & Remsen dance well.
Jane flourished around; looked very well in green.
Endeavored to get a stage for Maria, left before the
last dance; all full, she returned to tea.
Louis went home with her.
Mr H. engaged untill ten.
Julia went with Jane, and treated to oysters.
A friend, Mrs S. Brooks from the binders to.day. three of
Music for Julia. Pants altered for boys.
Cool, and blustering.
I was unable to go out; not
feeling well. Julia went with her brothers.
Mr H. remained with me, and thinks his “mustache”.
one week old, too young for public attention. It comes out
very sandy; but G insists on it being becoming [sic]. Time will
Julia went twice to church. She misses the Meteor of the
“Snow Storms”, what a vacuum it leaves in our circle.
I sent a note from Julia to Rima, to inquire after
“Hugh Carpenter he has been dangerously ill; of congestion of
the Lungs. He is rather better.
Wednesday 17. March. 1852.
A storm of rain, hail, and sleet.
St. Patricks day.
I pass this morning in
writing this journal.
The storm is terrible, and the ground white with snow, wind
blowing, and everything to indicate the equinox.
We took a late dinner on ham an eggs. Mr H. did
not come up untill late.
Julia wrote a composition on the “Widow of [Nair”]. I finished
it for her; while she sang me some songs.
Took a short nap before tea, G. ditto.
Raining in torrents to night.
Mr Christian, did not come.
English lovers, are not as chivalrous as the southern ones;
all the elements combined would not deter them from
their lady love. A storm, added fresh fuel to their flame,
never extinguished it. I did not regret the presentation or Julia
either, she wished to write.
Thursday. 18. March. 1852.
Mild rain, melting off the snow.
Mr H. inclined to early rising this
morning, but I felt like a good late sleep.
He is irregular about rising, and often oversleeps the bell
Julia in time for the stage.
My morning has passed in arranging the
clothes and mending; time is not long enough for all my
employment. Dust accumulates, and garments will
become useless; and every thing about the house requires
Julia’s mending, would give work to one person.
Margaret feels unable to get through her
work, and spoke to me about leaving for a few weeks,
I regret her determination, she is a nice girl.
Louis & Remsen go to a ball at [C Larand’s] to.night
They’r [sic] pants came from the tailors, and were too wide.
The poor boys were much disappointed, Remsen in
particular, as he loves dress, and was anxious to look fine
on this occasion. They wore the blue vests, and both
were very genteel.
The light drab plaid pantaloons were dismissed for
this evening, with contempt; and a [row] not to patron
ize [Thorn], again.
We sat untill near twelve in conversation about the Dr.s
Julia wrote her “French composition”, and was busy
I made a pair of under sleeves for her.
Finished a cushion for Julia to give to Margaret;
a bundle of stockings also.
G. thinks I had better keep Mar.
garet and get help to wash & iron.
The storm is over, and streets dry.
Fanny went to Jane’s with Julia, they came back in a
shower. Fanny told me facts about D. but I doubt the
Tuesday 16. March. 1852.
Charming day, the sky clean as amber
I went out early and called on Ms. Tileston.
She gave me the particulars of Outlaws departure.
Fears Fanny loves O. and looks for his return. He
promised to write about D. and other things.
Something new may turn.up, I hope to clear the
From there I went to Millers in Canal St.
took a pair thin boots, soles, and slippers.
All too large, must return them.
Sent Annie to Bells, to say we would
pass an evening with her, she was from home.
Mr Leati gave his lesson.
Julia went to walk. At six we rode up to 19St
took tea. G. came for us.
Miss Hoffmans, and Eleanor taking tea; I did not
think of meeting any company.
Julia sang some songs, but looked dull,
and seemed out of sorts.
G. thin, and complaining.
Mother told me she expected Laura, [Julia’s sister-in-law] and the
two children next week.
This will be fresh trouble for her, but so it is,
She must bear up against the ills of life.