152_Page 150New York. Thursday. 18. teenth. November. 1841. Clear sky, and moderate, plain day. I determined to walk out , as soon as my domestic affairs were arranged. Julie, and I sallied* out at twelve, dressed in our best we called on Mrs Grey, she was not at home, walked up to Broadway. The morning was fine, but the dust blew rather disageably [sic]. We met all the world prominading, and continued our stroll to Murray Street, looked at mosaic pins at [Jenny’s]. I purchased half a yard lace in Broadway to match some I had. Returned home, found it cold facing the north wind, Saw Louis, and Remsen, toddling up Canal St. We were both tired out, when we sat down at home. My back ached all the afternoon. Trimmed my collar, but did not like it much, it has the pur__ng fault of all my stock, too large. took some wine, and crackers for my lunch, but still eat a hearty dinner of beef.steak. A rich dinner does not agree with my disgestion [sic]. Read after dinner, an interesting tho’ serene criticism on “Milmans history of Christianity,” He is called an imatator [sic] of the Trifide “Gibbon”, and Rationalist “Strands”. Continued my perusal of the Exodus with notes. A pain in my back, and weariness sent me to bed before ten, I could not keep up any longer. Garret, has been working all day very hard, and is almost wild with a press of business. His hands are all sick with colds, and they are too few to stem the tide of customers. Simon makes himself very usefull, in both his capacitys. Garret, did not come to bed untill midnight, the music of hammering boxes put me to sleep, but not to dream sweetly, as my slumbers were troubled. Laird, staid all night. Spent 5. shillings to.day
*Sallied; a brief journey