A fine Spring day. Rain at night. We arise early, and breakfast much sooner than we formerly did. I like early hours; as it give me so much time to look over my affairs and get through the drudgery of housekeeping. I work around, and find myself much better for the excitement. “Mr De puy”. dined unexpectedly with us to.day. Our dinner was slight, but good, “Oysters and Pancakes”. A Mrs Redding, and her niece, called in pressing us all to return her visit. “I shall decline the honour” Went with “Mrs De Puy”, to Mr Parmely’s. a disagreable [sic] office for me to perform; but how could I refuse Mr H!! he wishes me to chaperone him. Mr P. very kind, and agreable. It rained on our return, we sat there some time waiting for the Mr P. who sets teeth. I went to bed much fatigued, and slept soundly. G. ______ me with whisky, and I amused him with an account of the visit. Mrs Lynch, has a friend staying with her, she wants a place, but her teeth do not suit my fancy. She appears very clever, but I think something smaller would suit me better. Paid the Herald man to.day. 50 cts. Made a cap of blue ruche and figured Lace. Bought two pink rosettes for my cap. 25 cts. I still take the “Indian Balsam,” but think it does not perform all the wonders it promises. The eruption remains about the same, troublesome, burning, and sealing off. My appetite is miserable, and my stomach not as strong as I could wish. I hope it will not turn out a Hum. Bug; it certainly does nothing yet to recommend it, as infallible.
Extrememly cold, and very high wind. Julie, and I foolishly enough went out, but were almost frozen, and blown away. We walked up to see Mrs P Vanzant, she was out, also Mrs [Hehesslien]. Thought of old times, and concluded to call and see “Mrs [Mauran]”. We sat an half hour with her, she appeared very glad to see me, but is a cold hearted, worldly woman for all that. Her style of living is luxurious in the extreme, and her person the personification of “good cheer”. She was surrounded by all the elegencies of life, her children not handsome, but robust. Mrs Anthon, and daughters came in, at the same time I did, they were on their way to see “Dr Anthons’, who was quite sick from his exciting visits to “Mr Colt” Mrs M. promised to return my visit soon. Julie, and I ran home almost perished, the poor little soul cannont endure the cold. My new bonnet, is not becomeing, and the plume so delicate as to be half destroyed already by the wind this morning. Two new caps came home for the boys price 6$. A new pair cloth pants for Louis from the tailors. A cold night, comfortables necessary. Garret does not admire my bonnet, this provokes me, as I wished in particular to suit his taste, and get something uncommonly handsome. The price should have commanded a superb affair, but I must try and be more economical another season; and then perhaps my regret will be less, if it should not suit. I paid the Herald currier 50. cts. to day. Owe him eight cents on the next month.
A clear day, but damp with high winds. We all met in health around our breakfast table. Garret went with Benjamin on a wild goose chase to the the [repeated word] Alms house, they could not succeed in their object; and B. defered [sic] going home untill Monday. A roast Turkey to day, Garret does not like them, and sits looking on in despair. I wrote to Maria to day, sent her shoes, flannel, & muslin, Also Nov. “Heralds”, full of news. David, eat dinner with us to- day, took tea, and staid untill nine oclock. He is singular in his manners, and rather too free in telling his own private affairs, subjects which should be reserved for friends interested. Julie, was delighted to dress him with flowers, ribbons, and papers. Garret, and Benjamin went to the Bowery Theatre, to see the Funeral of Napoleon. It answered their expectations. They returned home at eleven oclock, I sat up for them. Took a warm bath, and read in the evening after Dave, left me alone. We sang “old hundred”* together. I love to sit alone, and with a singular degree of egotism never tire of my own society, a few books I acknowledge are an improvement sometimes, as thoughts of “auld Lang Syne” will make me sad, and weary. Habit is second nature, since my marriage, solitude for a few hours in the day is a great luxury, it gives me time for thought, and reflection.
*Words to Old Hundred:
All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice. Him serve with mirth, His praise forth tell; Come ye before Him and rejoice. The Lord, ye know, is God indeed; Without our aid He did us make; We are His folk, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take. O enter then His gates with praise; Approach with joy His courts unto; Praise, laud, and bless His Name always, For it is seemly so to do. For why? the Lord our God is good; His mercy is forever sure; His truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from age to age endure.
Wennesday [sic]. New York. December 1st. 1841. A bright pleasant day, to commence with. At nine oclock, I set off for a walk, did not dress but hurried up to the dress makers, arrived too late my sleeves were already cut. The pavements were very wet, but my “India Rubbers” kept my feet dry. Met “Mr N. Lockwood”, we exchanged a stiff bow, scarcely recognizing each other. The streets are very gay with “slays [sic] and belles”, but the hot sun will soon melt away the snow; every thing is dripping, and wet. I felt much warmer, and better for my [face], the little hot parlour, in which my time is spent, makes me too susceptible of colds. Fresh air, and exercise are essential to the enjoyment health, and pleasure. The children, are all sneezing, but they romp, and play in despite of their colds. Julie’s eyes are red, and head stuffed, but she still plays horse, and dances her “hornpipes”. The Sun, and Courier, fighting against the Herald. Bennet* behaves better than either of his antagonists. “Beach”** is shamefully scurrilous***, I am disgusted with him. Mrs. Motts soiree to the “Prince de Joinville”, gives them a topic, for much abuse. This is the first day of winter, but it is warmer than any we have had for a week past.
*James Gordon Bennet was the editor of the Herald. He was a firm Democrat and a pioneer of crime-reporting.
**Moses Yale Beach (1800-1868); known as being the developer of popular journalism. He was the business and technical manager of “The Sun” newspaper.
Thursday. 10.th. June. 1841. A cool pleasant morning. We walked out after dinner. Rode to Murray Street, and called on Aunt Sally, did not see her. Our walk home was very pleasant. Eugene, came in the evening, went to the Park with Maria. Garret, engaged in the store, untill near twelve oclock. I am acquiring the habit of sleeping two hours before dinner, this hot weather. We read Mr Anelli’s marriage in the Hearld to.day. I was disapointed in not being invited to the wedding. They went to Church. I bought a bottle of indelible Ink. 2. 6.