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January Tuesday 23rd Recd. letters from R.H. Sullivan + Aunt mary. The letter is still in work. Sullivan says I owe him $15. A mean dog that man Sullivan for many reasons. Sent to report on Mulcahy’s lecture, but it did not come off. Was to have gone with Brasher to hear Clara Kellogg sing but could not find him when I wanted to. Heard from John U. Laveinpan old chap. Wednesday 24th Talk with my father. Looing for an alderman by the name of Fulmer, in hotels and liquor saloons. Could not find him. To Telegraphers Ball in Sixth Ave. Wrote it up. A very cold night. Nice to be in a warm house. Looked around the office till quite late then to the hotel de Badger. I aim to heat up the alderman tomorrow with a prospect of a dinner. Thursday 25th To the office of my father and we had another fierce and wordy fight. He told me to get out warmed me of my ill luck and coming ruin told me I was passing nights he knew not where and that I had worried him to death. He told me to get out + never come back again. Then he cried and made me feel miserable + yet I do not feel angry but sorry. Friday 26th Stayed in the Herald office till evening when I was sent to report a concert at St. Marks church. Bayard went with me. Stupid affair. My till this week amounted to $21 but it was unjustly reduced to 19. I demonstrated but no good. I kept tea for Papa. I am to pay him instead of here. Badger: he is to arrange with her. Papa is at Bath. He continues to speak of coming up. Saturday 27th I get up as a rule about 10 or eleven. Lately I got up at 2 another time after 12. Bayard + Fitzpatrick have had falling out. Sent to report meeting which did not take place. To Douglas Taylor in uptown. Saw his daughter rather nice girl I was dirty looking + acted awkwardly. To Manhattan Club dressed shabbily. Saw Douuglas Taylor nice gentleman. To Ludlow St. jury in the afternoon. Kept notes. To bed late. Sunday 28th About this time letter from Aunt Jin. To Dr. Bellor’s service at or in all souls church. To 10th Precinct to report a murder of one chinaman by another. Wrote a hasty column of serio comic stuff. Intended to attend a church for Bayard, but when I called on the Rev. Brooks, he would give me no points, so I telegraphed to Bayard who came over + lied the matter out. To Badger’s late as usual. Monday 29th To interview a Mr. Welch on a diamond robbery in which Geo. Lynch + mother are mixed up. To Beethoven Hall to report Allion’s Ball. At night detailed to visit the different east side police stations. To 88th St., to 59th, to 35th, to Bellevue hospital, 22nd St., 5th St., Unim Market, Delancey St., Madison St., and Medriage St. stations. Saw a great deal of poorer new gone. My first attempt at such work. In queer neighborhoods. Walked a little bit. Tuesday 30th Yesterday or today postal card from Mary Rob. Sent to see a Mrs. Sec + Mrs. Brooks. New formen had moved. The latter I saw after a very lone attempt.There is a negro who has to receieve your message + know your business or else you cannot get in. In the evening to Mr. Chamber’s apartments. Saw his wife rather pretty + his youngster complimented by Mr. Meighan 2nd city editor in Chinese Story. Spent an hour or so with man. Wednesday 31st To see Mrs. Brooks again. She gave me rich particulars about every leading man and told some stiff stories. Spent the day there and in hunting up facts in the “McCarthy Diamond Robbery Case.” Handed in what I had heard to Mr. Chambers. Wrote to Mrs. Brooks in explanation of my conduct. To her house in evening pulled doorbell again and again but no answer. To Herald office and then to grey boarding house. Believe I got to bed there. February Thursday 1st Sent with Bayard to write up murder on Staten Island. A rush to the ferry, a pleasant sail, arrival at 5. I, hiring of a carriage, to Egbertville, interviewing the sheriff + others, viewing the corpse, sitting out the lengthy inquest, talk with maniac murderer, smoke, smoke, smoke, back to Stapleton landing, dinner + this enjoyed waiting in restaurant in boat and in office , and home Bayard feeling dejected.