[Paris—Friday, 30 December 1859]
Friday 30th The street frenzy as New Year’s day approaches grows stronger and stronger. We are out in it the larger part of the day reaching home just in season to dine and prepare for our gay tea at Mr Huntingdon’s in the evening. Such a nice time as we had. Mrs Cranch made the tea, Mr Cranch sang Isaak Abbot an irresistibly amusing Yankee song while Mr H. himself shuffled about among his guests in the most entertaining manner possible. He presented us two lovely engravings after Hobbema when we left.
