A beautifull mild day.
I went up to pay Mrs Hassel for Julie’s bonnet 4 $. 50.cts. Washed up, and rode home.
In the afternoon dressed for the battery,
Cousin Betsey Van Vyke, paid me a visit.
I called for Bell, Ferdinand went with us.
Had a chat with Mrs E. Clarke. She was very
sociable. Remsen, and Julie on the Battery.
The air was quite cool, and ground damp.
I did not enjoy my walk much; was
fearfull Julie was not dressed warm enough.
Found G. waiting my arrival home.
The southern shoreline of Manhattan Island had long been known as the Battery, and was a popular promenade since at least the 17th century. At the time, it served as protection to the town. The Battery was the center of Evacuation Day celebrations commemorating the departure of the last British troops in the United States after the American Revolutionary War. The relatively modern park was created by landfill during the 19th century, resulting in a landscaped open space at the foot of the heavily developed mainland of downtown. Skyscrapers now occupy most of the original land, stopping abruptly where the park begins. On State Street, the former harbor front and the northern boundary of the park, a single Federal mansion survives (photo, right) as the Shrine of Saint Elizabeth Ann Seton. Until the 1820s, the city’s stylish residential district lay north of this house, between Broadway and the “North River” (now known as the Hudson River).
For more on the history of The Battery, click here.