ime with us as to be
with Horace Finley all the time. Those boys are just like twins. We
never see one without being sure that the other is not far away.

_Later_.--The boys came and we had a very pleasant evening but when the
9 o'clock bell rang we heard Grandfather winding up the clock and
scraping up the ashes on the hearth to cover the fire so it would last
till morning and we all understood the signal and they bade us
good-night. "We won't go home till morning" is a song that will never be
sung in this house.

_June_ 2.--Abbie Clark wrote such a nice piece in my album to-day I am
going to write it in my journal. Grandfather says he likes the sentiment
as well as any in my book. This is it: "It has been said that the
friendship of some people is like our shadow, keeping close by us while
the sun shines, deserting us the moment we enter the shade, but think
not such is the friendship of Abbie S. Clark." Abbie and I took supper
at Miss Mary Howell's to-night to see Adele Ives. We had a lovely time.

_Tuesday_.--General Tom Thumb was in town to-day and everybody who
wanted to see him could go to Bemis Hall. Twenty-five cents for old
people, and 10 cents for children, but we could see him for nothing when
he drove around town. He had a little carriage and two little bits of
ponies and a little boy with a high silk hat on, for the driver. He sat
inside the coach but we could see him looking out. We went to the hall
in the afternoon and the man who brought him stood by him and looked
like a giant and told us all about him. Then he asked Tom Thumb to make
a speech and stood him upon the table. He told all the ladies he would
give them a kiss if they would come up and buy his picture. Some of them
did.

_Friday, July._--I have not kept a journal for two weeks because we have
been away visiting. Anna and I had an invitation to go to Utica to visit
Rev. and Mrs. Brandigee. He is rector of Grace Episcopal church there
and his wife used to belong to Father's church in Morristown, N. J. Her
name was Miss Condict. Rev. Mr. Stowe was going to Hamilton College at
Clinton, so he said he would take us to Utica. We had a lovely time. The
corner stone of the church was laid while we were there and Bishop De
Lancey came and stayed with us at Mr. Brandigee's. He is a very nice man
and likes children. One morning they had muffins for breakfast and Anna
asked if they were ragamuffins. Mr. Brandigee said, "Yes, they are made
of rags and