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hours, and were very courteously received at a hotel there, 

 The afternoon was bright and sunny, and the drive of 

 eighteen miles very delightful. We entered New Haven 

 by State street just at dusk with our terra-cotta equipage, 

 and drove direct to the post office, so sure of letters that, 

 when we found there were none, we hardly knew what to 

 do next. While waiting for letters, and for Charlie to 

 rest, we decided to take a peep at New York. The best 

 of care was promised for Charlie at a hotel, our letters 

 were to be brought to the house, and bags and wraps 

 were locked up safely. 



About nine o'clock we went to the boat, which was to 

 leave at midnight. The evening passed pleasantly, and 

 we did not fully realize the undesirable location of the 

 best stateroom we could get until we were under way, 

 when the fog horn sounded directly before our window, 

 and the heat from the boiler, which we could almost 

 touch, increased too much for comfort the temperature 

 of an August night. Sleep was impossible, and we 

 amused ourselves by counting between the fog alarms 

 and opening the window to let in fresh instalments of 

 "boiling air." The intervals lengthened, and finally, 

 when we had counted four hundred and heard no fog 

 horn, we looked out to find it was bright starlight, and 

 returned to our berths for a brief nap. 



We landed at Pier 25, East River, just as the electric 

 lights on Brooklyn Bridge were disappearing like stars 

 in the sunlight. At seven we breakfasted on board the 

 boat, and as we proposed spending the day with a friend 

 thirty miles out in New Jersey, our next move was to 

 find our way to Liberty street, North River. We did not 



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