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Nov. 8

Mrs. Copley and I went down town last night
after rehearsal to hear the returns. The street
was crowded, with people who watched. The
borders were stationary but a moving line
bent on mischief went up and down, throwing
confetti & thrusting feather dusters in mouths
whenever one opened. Streamers shot incon-
cevably great distances and hung from trees &
wires.

There was a continuous roar, voices horns
whistles. But even the defeated were
laughing. Everyone was merry. It was
like a carnival.

Mrs. Doane says the country is not ex-
cited this year because everyone feels
that whichever way it goes a gentleman
will be in the White House.

It is so much pleasanter with Miss [Saway?].