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Letters arrive from home, from my mother [Naomi Butler Gunn] and Naomi [Gunn]. Very anxious about [Abraham] Hart, as I’ve but $6 in the world. 9. Tuesday. Went to Bobbett and Edmonds. [J.W.] Orr’s — he out. A miserable walk on the Battery, though the day was bright enough, the waves leaping and sparkling around. In the afternoon called at [Hardin] Andrews’ — then at Nassau St., and in the old place on Morse, my former pupil, who was there. Sat and talked together. Very sad at heart when thinking of how, more eagerly, I looked forward to success, that time, than now. To bed early, at night, so anxious and wretched about not getting letter and money from Hart, that I cannot over-pen it. God help me, if the man’s not honest.

10. Wednesday. With [Henry] Hart, ([Dillon] Mapother’s “boss”) to the Superior Court City Hall. [words crossed out] Evening, Hardin Andrews and a becloaked friend of his ycleped the Doctor, call. Up in my room where “the Colonel” telleth of his purport to start a “Punch”-like serial dubbed the “New York Porcupine” and wisheth a design for cover. Out with them, — talk literary and national, — brandy, cigars and sherry sangarees.

11. Thursday. Finished letter for M [Mary Bilton], and wrote to Hart, telling him I was approaching hard-upness. Afternoon out to Post Office, with Hart and Mapother, (which latter joined us at Jersey Ferry.) I made a call at Orr’s. Stroll on the Battery, then return.

12. Friday. Went to Garbelle’s rooms in Broadway, wishing