A summers day.
Made all my arrangements at home. Went around to Mrs Farois, to ask the priviledge of haveing the parlours measured. She was very kind and obligeing, [sic] promised to leave me some roots in the yard. Sis, went with me to see her new home. The sun very hot, my winter clothes un.comfortable, we returned home to get cool.
Maria, in the parlour, she wasted the day as usual, instead of putting her thimble in her pocket, and helping me along. I went out with her after dinner to
the dress makers, walked up Broadway. The streets thronged, with belles, and beaux. We parted at Prince Street, I walked slowly home. A visitor surprised me this morning Mr H.