Bright morning, but overcast at noon.
Garret, went with me to the Broome St. Church,
we took our pew for six months
Mr Fisher, preached from the text, “What think ye of
Christ.” It was an interesting discourse.
Mr H. had on a complete new suit of clothes, much
thinner than those he had been wearing. He felt
cold, and I was fearfull he might increase his
cough. He met a great many friends in our
long walk through Broadway.
I did not go out again, but remained within
doors to take care of Remsen.