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a straw-paper factory. A dam above the former stretching across a broad portion of the river looks very picturesque, the fall of water shining in the sun light like a broad band of burnished steel. Farther down the banks became precipitous and woody. The family had dined, so we sat down to a rere-dinner. Ten Broeck is a middle-sized, acquiline nosed, hearty-looking man of about thirty, with a healthy sun-reddened face — one of the frankest and jolliest of fellows. His wife resembles her sister "Tilly" (Mrs Foster.) They've two children, a boy who paddles about country fashion sans shoes or socks and a curly red-haired, sharp looking little girl, who has lost the sight of one eye. Two lady visitors were staying in the house. One a rather good-looking, wilfullish Schenectady girl hight Mary Livingston Sanders, a cousin of Ten Broeck, the other a very young amiable faced girl from Hudson, named Van Dusen. Ate, dozed, washed, rambled about, visited the stocking factory, talked with the girls, smoked cigars, took drinks and had a generally jolly time of it; at night sitting out on the stoop singing songs, all together. And went to bed overhappy, hearing the green leaves rustling at my open window. Kind people! good people! God bless you!

5. Sunday. Up early and off for a ten mile ride with Ten Broeck, calling for one Broeckius Livingston by the way. He was a sturdy, bearded, elderly man, something of a character; had a farm and two old maiden sisters. A lovely ride through the fresh sunny morning,