Discusses his new job working for Charles Frederick Anderson, an architect. Transcription: which there is no need to elaborate into set phrase, as they are understood instinctively. Finally, rocked by the undulations of her [Mary Bilton ?s] dear bosom, to sink to repose, with her sweet lips murmuring over me. 28. Monday. First day of my relapse into Slavery, since Danthornian days. Off through the fresh, sunny, cold, exhilarating morning to Park Place and [Charles F.] Anderson ?s. Arrived there Mr A biddeth me hang up my hat, and ever after to keep close counsel as to the architectural doings
Discusses his new job working for Charles Frederick Anderson, an architect. Transcription: which there is no need to elaborate into set phrase, as they are understood instinctively. Finally, rocked by the undulations of her [Mary Bilton ?s] dear bosom, to sink to repose, with her sweet lips murmuring over me. 28. Monday. First day of my relapse into Slavery, since Danthornian days. Off through the fresh, sunny, cold, exhilarating morning to Park Place and [Charles F.] Anderson ?s. Arrived there Mr A biddeth me hang up my hat, and ever after to keep close counsel as to the architectural doings which take place in his Office; finally to fall to work on a modification and improvement and bedevilification of the Capitol at Washington, whereat I am engaged all the day. Verily this Irishman is a quare divel, and a good humored one. He gave me a direction with the most outrageous comic phiz, one eye closed knowingly, and a foot in the air, once. Day passed rapidly, spite of my thinking of freedom. 29. Tuesday. Office, as I used to put down in Bezleylian times. A perfect levee of patlanders, in consequence of an advertisement for masons ? Got $2 per day, fine times for manual labour. Anderson has got the Baltimore job, as well as the Blackwells Island [now Roosevelt Island] one, no luck for Mr [Henry] Hart. Very busy all day. Anderson ?s boy [Fred Anderson] smart and sassy. Mr Mack [word crossed out], a well meaning craythurx, an sure he ?s a brogue, now. Evening fumigating imbibing and vocalizing with [Charles] Brown and [Alfred] Waud. All the day in a hurry. 30. Wednesday. Office. Unwell, head ache and indigestion. Anderson in high good humor, narrating stories of the Marquis of Waterford [Henry Beresford]. An Irishman has an intense kind of drollery in him, we Saxons are slow to them. Called at [Wardle] Corbyn ?s after diner, in consequence of a requisition to that effect. Talk of a job. Baudoin hath finished the masheene picture, I pay him, leaving myself dollar less.
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