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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 morning 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 [illegible] 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?].