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he sat, he Wrote, and I, thinking More of Journey- 

 ing to the Pacific Ocean, than of Likenesses, Cared 

 Not [Not] a Pecayon about these Later Observations — 



as I Was Walking away from his house corner of 

 S* Louis and Royal Streets — the Corner of Events the 

 officer who had followed me, ask^ me, the price of 

 My Black Chalk Likeness and where I resided — all 

 answered; I thought how Strange it was that a poor 

 Devil Like me Could Steal the Custom of the Great 

 Vanderlein — but fortune if not blind certainly Most 

 have his Lunatic Moments — the officer said he would 

 Call on Me Liking My Style Very Much — 



M"" Hawkings saw this afternoon some of My Draw- 

 ings and I gave him My Letter to the President, he 

 was apparently Much pleased With both — and told 

 me he Would do all in his Power for Me — 



I Put My Letters to My Beloved Wife— N. Berthoud 

 & Judge Fowles in the [Office] Mail that Leaves every 

 Sunday at 8 o'clock, and return*^ to our Lodging with 

 a compound of Ideas Not Easily to be described — 



I had Shot during a Short Walk I took Yesterday 

 afternoon a White Eyed fly Catcher that the Rats having 

 eat Last Night I could Not of course draw to day — 

 Joseph to day [Drew] Shot a Tyrant Fly Catcher and a 

 Yellow belied Wood Pecker 



The Politeness of M"" Vanderlyn Will be remem- 

 bered — a long time by me; and When ever I Look 

 over these Scrawls it will do me good to have a Litle 



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