Morning pleasant when we were called up to go on board of the Steam Boat to New York. I had not enjoyed a very good night’s rest but found myself in sufficiently good order to continue without complaint. The prevailing topic of conversation as we approach the City is the election and I was witness to a rather ludicrous scene in the Cabin where our Captain was haranguing for the administration. We arrived before ten and finding that I could go no further today, I was content to put up for twenty four hours at the City Hotel. This time I improved by calling upon Mrs. De Wint who made me visit a Mrs. Willett, a bride, because she did not know what to do with me. I felt awkwardly but it could not be helped. I then dined with Sidney Brooks and his wife, and Chardon. Abby had gone, though quite sick, on Wednesday, and the accounts here made me anxious to hasten. Our dinner was pleasant. I then walked with Sidney to the Store, spent a short time with him and finished the evening at the Bowery Theatre. My purpose was to see Madame Vestris1 dance, for which purpose I was compelled to drag through a very ranting performance of Richard the third. I used to like Booth.2 But either he or my taste [fol. 304] [fol. 304] [fol. 304] [fol. 304] 305has altered. It is long since I felt so thoroughly fatigued as I did this evening.