Describes his day at Fonthill Castle and Yonkers. Transcription: overhanging stone, there sate and scribbled part of the preceding. And then on the high bank, with the tall firs and cedars & hickory beneath me, and the tranquil river. A lowering morning, no sun out, looking partly inclining to rain; to however gloriously change intent in this afternoon. Wrote letter to Alf [Waud] &c. Evening, a walk and bathe, and walk again, northwards, through the night; the hedges all luminous with fireflies. Talk with Irishman beside his little Railroad shanty, then return. 23. Monday. A dull foggy mornin
Describes his day at Fonthill Castle and Yonkers. Transcription: overhanging stone, there sate and scribbled part of the preceding. And then on the high bank, with the tall firs and cedars & hickory beneath me, and the tranquil river. A lowering morning, no sun out, looking partly inclining to rain; to however gloriously change intent in this afternoon. Wrote letter to Alf [Waud] &c. Evening, a walk and bathe, and walk again, northwards, through the night; the hedges all luminous with fireflies. Talk with Irishman beside his little Railroad shanty, then return. 23. Monday. A dull foggy morning, the broad river lying sullen and dark looking, the heads of the tall rocks on the opposite bank hidden in mist, which here and there floated off also from below; beautiful exceedingly. [Edwin] Forrest and the Castle, and about all day. Day costumed heavy, and after noon down came the fresh rain with pleasant sound mid the leaves. Not over well, headache and the like, and musquito bites having partly kept me awake overnight, I was fain in the afternoon to lie down on an old covered bench-settee in the main hall and have an hours doze, risking a malapropos surprise from the great Metamora. / Rain over, sun out, and pleasant smells abroad as I returned to Yonkers. Reading outside the door during evening. 24 & 25. Tuesday & Wednesday. Each day to the Castle, and a bathe at sunset. Forrest in and out, sometimes with visitors, sometimes the latter without him. A possee of women, once, one of whom, while gazing about, showed her sordid common-place soul by repeated exclamations of ?ǣOh! what a Fool she must be! ? referring to Forrest ?s most unhappy wife [Catherine Norton Sinclair Forrest]. [words crossed out]. 26 & 27. Thursday & Friday. Castle all day, & bathe at sunset. A lot of visitors on Thursday morn, inquisitive boys, and girls all bawl, scraggy neck & legs. Rain & lightning storm at night. Finished all I could find to do, on the Friday even, and after a linger on the topm
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