To Hillard, at Troy, N. Y., he wrote, July 15, 1842:—
We parted at the foot of Wellington Hills.2 Forbes and I—our horses most restive in each other's company—called on Mr. Cushing. On my return to town that evening, I found the Lyells had arrived. The next night I drove them out. They were delighted to see, for the first time, fireflies. I caught several for them in my hat. Wednesday they went to Nahant to dine with Prescott. I was asked, but declined. In the evening I went with Howe to ride with Miss——and Miss——,a young girl of fifteen. I wished to laugh outright when I saw our cavalcade moving down Beacon Street,— those two young green girls under such ancient escort. I have been to-night with Howe to make a call at Savin Hill.