Travel Diaries and Journals

Thursday December 4th. Spent the day as usual in sewing. In the [ev'ng?] Natty and I attended Lyceum together. [?] went with [?] Mr Noges? from Brooklyn delivered a very fine lecture on Hungary and Kossuth. The Lyceum was held in the [Babtist?] church which was crowded.

Friday. Rather warmer than it has been. This morning at one o'clock the illustrious Hungarian hero, Kossuth landed at Staten Island He was received with all the honors Inc to his noble character. His name is on every tongue and one and all unite in praising him. Mary Reeve made a long call in the afternoon. Attended prayer meeting at our church in the evening.

Saturday.. A most delightful day. About twelve o'clock A.M. Harriet and I crossed the ferry and went to Albert's rooms in Broadway to witness the triumphal entry of Kossuth into the city. Bells were ringing, guns were firing, business was partly suspended and flags and streamers floated from every thing that could conveinently hold them. The shipping looked very pretty thus ornamented. Broadway presented a magnificent spectacle The gateways of the park were covered with flowers and ribbons while [family?] statues, and flags of every nation ornamented the principal building Albert gave us seats at one of the windows and we waited patiently for about two hours before the gorgeous procession passed. Mr Murphy joined us just before it came. After the military had all gone by Kossuth appeared in a carriage drawn by six horses. He was standing up and bowing as he passed among the deafening shouts of the multitude.

[Text written on the left margin: [Sad?] and dignified was the sweet smile that played over his beautiful features and he appeared more like an angel than a man. He is the most noble & the most lovely, the most beautiful and the most [intensely?] interesting man I have ever seen