the
invitation. James is asked for the evening.

_November_ 22.--We had a delightful visit. Mr. Thompson took us up into
his den and showed us curios from all over the world and as many
pictures as we would find in an art gallery.

_Friday_.--Last evening Uncle Edward took a party of us, including Abbie
Clark, to Wallack's Theater to see "Rosedale," which is having a great
run. I enjoyed it and told James it was the best play I ever "heard." He
said I must not say that I "heard" a play. I "saw" it. I stand
corrected.

I told James that I heard of a young girl who went abroad and on her
return some one asked her if she saw King Lear and she said, no, he was
sick all the time she was there! I just loved the play last night and
laughed and cried in turn, it seemed so real. I don't know what
Grandmother will say, but I wrote her about it and said, "When you are
with the Romans, you must do as the Romans do." I presume she will say
"that is not the way you were brought up."

_December_ 7.--The 4th New York Heavy Artillery has orders to move to
Fort Ethan Allen, near Washington, and I have orders to return to
Canandaigua. I have enjoyed the five weeks very much and as "the
soldier" was on parole most of the time I have seen much of interest in
the city. Uncle Edward says that he has lived here forty years but has
never visited some of the places that we have seen, so he told me when I
mentioned climbing to the top of Trinity steeple.

Canandaigua, _December_ 8.--Home again. I had military attendance as far
as Paterson, N. J., and came the rest of the way with strangers. Not
caring to talk I liked it just as well. When I said good bye I could not
help wondering whether it was for years, or forever. This cruel war is
terrible and precious lives are being sacrificed and hearts broken every
day. What is to be the result? We can only trust and wait.

_Christmas Eve,_ 1863.--Sarah Gibson Howell was married to Major Foster
this evening. She invited all the society and many others. It was a
beautiful wedding and we all enjoyed it. Some time ago I asked her to
write in my album and she sewed a lock of her black curling hair on the
page and in the center of it wrote, "Forget not Gippie."

_December_ 31.--Our brother John was married in Boston to-day to Laura
Arnold, a lovely girl.

1864

_April_ 1.--Grandfather had decided to go to New York to attend the fair
given by the Sanitary Commission, and he is taking two imme