reduced — they grow pathetic over that.
We have a charming circle of friends round us now. Judge Crump, especially, is one of the most entertaining men I ever knew.
He has traveled a great deal and I was very much interested in his account of Dickens's wife, whom he knows well.
He says that she is altogether the most unattractive woman he ever met. She has a yellowish, cat-like eye, a muddy complexion, dull, coarse hair of an undecided color, and a very awkward person.
On top of it all she is, he says, one of the most intolerably stupid women he ever met. He has had to entertain her for hours at a time and could never get an idea out of her nor one into her. Think of such a wife for Dickens!
Porter Alexander has got home and brings discouraging reports of the state of feeling at the North.
After he was paroled he went to see the Brazilian minister at Washington to learn what the chances were of getting into the Brazilian army.
He says he met with very little encouragement
e the enemies of his country.
I don't know how father and Garnett managed it, but the fellow finally went off without the horses, followed by a parting growl from Toby.
After this interruption we resumed our conversation, and became so much interested that father, Garnett, Capt. Hudson, and I sat up till twelve o'clock, much to the disgust of Mett and Mary Day, who were trying to sleep, in rooms overlooking the piazza.
It was not politics, this time, either, but the relative merits of Dickens and Thackeray, and I think it would be much better if we would stick to peaceful encounters of this sort instead of the furious political battles we have, which always end in fireworks, especially when Henry and I cross swords with father-two hot-heads against one.
June 5, Monday
Went to call on Mrs. Elzey with some of our gentlemen, and talk over plans for a moonlight picnic on Thursday or Friday night; then to see Mrs. Foreman, and from there to the Alexanders.
On my return home,