Quite spring like tonight—I have had my journal open for some time, Mother, and Grandmama came in, and chatted a little, but now, I am all by myself, I will try, and remember a few, “past events”—Tuesday morning, quite damp, and cloudy, about ½ 11, Mr Engelhard, and Mr Saunders called, they spent about an hour, when Mr Saunders left, as he was to spend the day in the country—Mr Engelhard did not have ‘til two, I sent “Mag” a piece of cake, hope he did not eat it before reaching Chapel Hill—I promised to go to St Mary’s with him, after dinner—so about ½ 4, he came, brought me a book to read—saw Callie and Sue, did not see Mary Bradey, I was sorry for Mr Engelhard’s sake, for I know it was a great disappointment to him—Mr Smedes came in while we were there—did not say much, “as I was there to protect Mr Engelhard” funny! We spent an hour or so, it was nearly if not quite candle light, when we got home—I had then to make my toilet for the evening—Mr Engelhard accompanied Mother and I, to the wedding party—I enjoyed myself very much (no dancing.) The table was beautiful—talked to Mr Engelhard nearly all the evening—he told me who it was said, I was so wild at the “Christmas Cotillions” Alice Howard, I thought so before—I will only say, I think “people in glass houses, should not throw stones”—we came home, about one—I hope Mr Engelhard, will not make Mr Joe Wright think, that he thinks, I read his letter he wrote from Pitt—Mr Saunders came home with us, and I wrote Mr Engelhard and he some names to dream on—also sent some cake and names, to Mr Joe Wright, and Mr John Grimes, hope they all had pleasant dreams. They then wrote some for me—I did not have the pleasure of “sweet dreams” one night I saw, (surely in “dream land”) Messrs Tucker, Saunders, and Engelhard, very drunk—I am glad to say it was “all a dream” I took Mr Engelhard’s cravat to him for him—he promised to send me Mr Joe Wrights letter to read the P.S. I have read all but that when in Wilmington—don’t think he will keep his promise however—I wrote to Annie Grimes last night, it was a poor letter, hope she will answer soon, I love to receive her letters—deceit “never enters them.” I will be glad when she returns—heard from Florida today all well—Coussin expect to be married on the 4th of April—how soon! Me, me, just to think about it—but I will not—she will be here before long, but not as Eliza Thompson, how strange it will be to see her a married woman—I must answer Jennie Jones letter tonight, for it has been a long time, not to hear from her—I nearly forgot to mention that Mother, Cousin Martha Haywood, and I all called to see Mrs Holden, Mrs Cantwell, and to see Mrs Read, and Fan Little, and Miss Read—Mary Haywood and Delia Little came out to see me this evening. Mother and I walked down street yesterday evening—I promised, if I go to Chapel Hills commencement, & Mr Engelhard speaks, to walk with him that evening—Good night journal—