119_Page 117New.York. Sunday. 26.th. September. 1841.

A charming bright day. The rain had washed our streets perfectly clean, and pampered the atmosphere. I went to Church in the morning with Garret & Sis. Our Church was well attended. Our sermon was from interesting text in the scriptures, when our blessed saviour [sic] wept over Jerusalem, and repeat these words saying. “If thou hadst known, ever thow in this thy day they things that belong to thy peace but now they are said from thine eyes.” The application is to all, as we each one have our day of Grace. I did not go after dinner. Walked out with Garret in the evening, a beautifull moonlight night thousands enjoy the walk through Broadway. Saw Aunt Remsen at her window.