Monday, December 11th. [1848]

This evening Mr. M. had a supper-party in his room, consisting of several friends from the Plymouth and myself, Wo remained at the table an hour and a half, with toasts and songs, the evening’s amusement commencing at ten. Music and dancing filled up the remaining hours. I sent my baggage to the new boarding-place, Doña Agipita’s, to-day, hut lodged at my old home at the hotel this night. In the former part of the evening N was called to see an Indian woman in fits. An hour was sufficient to restore her to consciousness.

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