Mentions a visit to William Barth with Alfred Waud on Governors Island. Transcription: into Mr [Elisha] Hall ?s room was inveigled into whist, with Homer, his father and Cross. At conclusion of the games adjourned to Watermans and the demolition of bivalves, and then return and all to bed. 6 Sunday. Sitting for my portrait in our atelier-loft all the morning, the rain preventing our Hobokenizing as intended. Homer Hall up once or twice. He, his father and Cross leave the city this day, the two for Genessee, the one for Buffalo. Wish the latter would cash up the owing $10. / After dinner the t
Mentions a visit to William Barth with Alfred Waud on Governors Island. Transcription: into Mr [Elisha] Hall ?s room was inveigled into whist, with Homer, his father and Cross. At conclusion of the games adjourned to Watermans and the demolition of bivalves, and then return and all to bed. 6 Sunday. Sitting for my portrait in our atelier-loft all the morning, the rain preventing our Hobokenizing as intended. Homer Hall up once or twice. He, his father and Cross leave the city this day, the two for Genessee, the one for Buffalo. Wish the latter would cash up the owing $10. / After dinner the two boy Andersons [Fred and Pelham] called with their dog, a sturdy, strong loined, sandy haired mongrel, [word crossed out]. Joe [Greatbatch] called. Sitting continued till 4, when sallying out with the Andersons, we coasted the North River to the Battery. A pleasant April day, the sun shining while rain drops fell into the bright water, and a faint, beautifully tinted rainbow spanning the sky. Arrived at the end of New York, the trees all in bright, light green, the water a flood of glory, the sky large heavy rifts of white cloud, beautiful exceedingly, here and there a heavenly intense blue, making the looker on ?s heart yearn for words to be thankful for the priviledge of gazing at it. Suggested to Alf [Waud] an impromptu visit to [William] Barth, and he agreeing, we parted with the boys at the Ferry, crossed to Brooklyn, found my friend the Paddylander boatman, and were soon floating on the fresh bright water, Alf and boatman pulling, I sitting in the stern, looking out at the distant sea of gold, the purple water, the evening sun and in a dream of thoughtful delight pondering on many things great and small. Landing, strolled along the margent to the Hospital, there found Barth and good welcome. Supped with him, then read and talked of [Giovanni] Boccacio &c, anon a stroll about the island, we intending departure, but no boatmen being at hand we return to abide the night wi
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