- Buchanan M’Kean
- Biddle James
My visit of Friendship and pleasure to Philadelphia, probably the last
that I shall have the opportunity of paying, is closed— Mr Biddle went with me again this morning to
the Mansion house, Head’s, to enquire for lodgings for my family, but
they had no room. We there met Mr James
Sheridan Knowles who thanked me for my verses in his Album, to Miss
Elphinstone, written on the 3d. of March. I
then called at the American Hotel Yohe’s, but there were no convenient
apartments obtainable there; and I engaged them finally at Congress
Hall—Wells’s— Mr Binney went with me also to
the grave yard of St. Peters Church, where I
saw the monument erected by the friends of Joseph Dennie, in 1819. to
his memory. The obituary inscription upon which was written by me— I
returned sundry visits which I had until this day neglected—to E. S.
Burd, D. W. Coxe, E. Chauncey, and to Johnrs
Roberdeau, whom I saw, and her daughter Susan— Mr M’Kean Buchanan had visited me this morning— He has recently
returned with his wife, from his visit to the Island of Cuba, with his
health entirely restored— At two O’Clock I dined in family with Mr Biddle and he accompanied me at 3 to the
Chesnut Street wharf, where my family had all been a full half hour
arrived— My wife, Mary, her two children Mary-Louisa, and
Georgiana-Frances, John Wilson and his wife, Catherine Good, and Rachel
Thomas the Black woman cook— They were all taken to Congress Hall, where
they dined, and we took lodgings for the Night— They left Washington
yesterday at 2. O’Clock, and they wished to proceed as rapidly as
possible upon the Journey— After they had dined, I returned to Mr Biddle’s where I took leave of him and his
family, with whom I have spent ten days, entertained with the kindest
hospitality— I sent my baggage to Congress Hall, and at the dusk of
Evening joined my family there. Mr Biddle
accompanied me to the door of the House— Commodore James Biddle was at
his house when I left it. I had in the morning called at the House of
Mr Walsh—he was not there; but I saw his
Son, and returned to him the Comedy of Bertrand et Raton.