Felt it my imperative duty to write up this journal to. day. as I was three weeks in the arrears [an overdue debt] and could not neglect it any longer. Made up my Cash account yesterday morning. Have been looking for Larina this morning, she left word, she would come to day. My back aches writing, but the pleasant retrospection of having done my dreaded task, is a sovereign cure. I do not write any more in the evening, Mr H generally reads aloud, in this sway my “note of Time”, gets lost. My present of Beer, comes very acceptable, just before returning, that is the only time I can drink it, I hope its affects will be good, and that I shall get some flesh on my bones. The bitter taste is more agreeable now, than it was at first, but still it is something of a dose. Port Wine, takes the decided preference in my choice…
A bright, beautifull morning after the rain.
I went out soon after breakfast on business, engaged Mrs Bloodgood to make my “blue figured silk, and mous- de Laine over again”; they both want repairing.
Was measured at MIllers for a pair boots, returned a pair shoes too short, which were paid for. Looked for Cloaks at Wittinghams [sic], and Hassels, both sold out. Sent the children out to walk; they are all well, and in good spirits. Met Josephine Lawrenece, quite respectable already.
My complexion has become so much improved, I do not repine quite so much as usual, but feel thankfull for the recovery without having recourse to remedies. have not dieted, but eat with a good appetite; and drink Port.Wine to make me strong.
Presented Bridge; with my old velvet bonnet, Gave Catharine my old Tuscan. They neither of them deserved the gift, if the remarks, Julia repeated to me are true; but I disdain a servants scandal and shall await some other occasion to reprove them both. Ingratitude is provincial, why should I be exempt from the common lot of mortals?!!
Received coating batting are lineing for two “comfortables”. Took my brown Boots to be mended. Sent three pair of childrens shoes to the “Cobbler’s.” to be repaired.
Albany. Congress Hall
Friday 19. teenth. August. 1842.
Extremely hot, not a breath of air stirring. We set off after breakfast to see some of the curiosities of Albany, the heat was intense. I left off flannel, and put on Silk stockings to mitigate my sufferings. We visited the state house, and courthouse, both fine buildings. I introduced myself to Mr Willard, in the “Treasury Office” he was very kind to us. Cornelia Platt, came in to see me, a beautfull woman, Ammel Willard also, a tall, agreable young man. Mr Willard introduced us to two gentlemen Mr King, the name of one. They escorted us to the top of the building, which gave us a fine view of the adjacent country, and villages. The fierce rays of the sun soon sent us down from our airy pinnacle, and we descended in extacys, not with pleasure, but the cramp in our legs. We returned home, took port. wine, and went to lie down. Garret, went to the hall of legislature to hear the speaking. At two we partook of a cold poor dinner, partly occasioned by our own delay. Dr. [Irekson] chatted a few moments with us, then handed me to our carriage, and in all bid adieu to Albany, not with the slightest emotion of regret. We crossed the river and sat three quarters of an hour in the cars waiting for dilatory passengers. The heat was terrible, and I felt sick and faint for ten minutes, until we set off, the breeze revived me. Mr Brown, was very agreeable, and related droll stories stories to amuse us on the way, he put my spellingpowers to the test, but I did not disgrace my primitive studies. Mrs B.s delicate health destroys her pleasure in travelling. We left the car at six oclock, and took the stage; at eight we arrived at “Lebanon Springs.” The first impression was delightfull, as aas the lights, Music, and quiet loneliness of the spot charmed
each one of us; and Mr B. took great credit to himself for haveing persuaded us to come here, in preference to noisy Saratoga, or over, flowing Sharon. We had a very nice supper, and with a little brush ing up, presented ourselves in the parlours. The young folks were dancing, and the old ones looking on. About fifty were present, altho the house contained in all one hundred. Our bedrooms were sweet, and clean, and we rested well in our new quarters.
A heavy storm of rain, but mild air, with occasional gusts of high wind.
We do not jump up bright, these dull mornings, at least Julie and her father sleep an extra nap. Swallowed my “egg and wine” hope it will not add to my troubles. Do not eat as many boiled eggs in consequence fearing they may be too heavy for my stomach. Love them very much. Spent my morning in a thousand ways,
Altered Julie’s new de Laine, and found two grease
spots on the front breadth. Washed them out.
Bridget, took the Curtains down to.day.
The afternoon pleasant, I walked out with
the three children, they were so anxious I could
not refuse to gratify them. We went beyond
St Lukes Church, they all behaved very well.
Raining violently, but mild again.
The howling of the wind, and pattering of the rain, was violent through the night, and on
my arrival in the parlour to dress, a tremendous dark shower of wind, and water, seemed to drown all before it.
I eat three cakes this morning, thereby trans-
gressing my rules; and takeing undue advan-
tage of a tolerably clear spell in my phiz.
I often feel very uneasy about myself, as I am
very thin, and it would seem consumptively in-
clined. The eruption on my face, forbids my
drinking porter or useing many article which no
doubt would strengthen my frame. I am
in the hands of God, and must await his
just dispensations. Youth, health, beauty,
and worldly advantages have all been mine,
can I hope to retain them always “Shall we
receive good of the hand of God, and not receive
The storm passed away at three oclock, and a bright
sunny afternoon succeeded the gloomy morning.
It was not cold but dry and pleasant for walking.
I did not go out, keeping on the safe side, to
avoid if possible any increase of cold, wishing to
enjoy the priviledge [sic] of going up to the house of God.
On the morrow.
Garret, brought me the Herald, containing an amuse-
ing account of the Boz Ball”, it was a great squeeze,
with a short allowance of real pleasure.
The dinner, was more intellectual, and some of the
speaking good. Boz acquitted himself well, and com-
plimented “Irving” unmercifully.
Garret read for me in the evening, while I dar-
ned stockings for the children. Bought me some
yarn, mon mari. Julie, complained of not
feeling well to.day.