on dirty “New York”, so disagreeable at this season. The Steam.boat, very much crowded. I felt as usual, a little frightened. We did not arrive at our port until near nine, were all worn out with fatigue. The children behaved quite well, untill night; they then, became fretfull. The moon arose bright and full, just as we landed. We rode up to “Mr Parishe’s”, the [pubbie] house took our rooms. The house full of boarders. The only permanent family,
(“ nom de guerre”) (Henuniges)”. Mr H staid with me until Wennesday [sic]: I then took my bed.room up stairs. Like “Oyster bay”, very much. Have bathed but once. Think the water, scenery, walks, rides, and houses, all picturesque, and very pretty. Have seen “Glen Cove” Babylon “Cold Springs”, and Huntington, the latter a pretty place. Its grave yard conspicuous. The first two weeks after my arrival, the weather excessively hot. My appetite pretty good, strength returning. Would like a private house much better, [where] dress and fashion, was not so much regarded, as it is among our “West Indian boarders!!
Louis appears much better. Give him warm baths daily, and powders. Julie, rather delicate, her bowels much out of order, in fact all the children are in this way. They baffle my skill, to care [for] them. Our liveing [sic] here most excellent, every thing in the best style, house for meals rather too late. My time passes very agreeable, with books, and work. Mr H. comes on Saturday. brings me books papers, peaches, medicines, and what is best of all “him self”.