Washington Jan 29 1832.
My dear Frances,
When I wrote you on Wednesday I was about to call at the President's. We went with Mr. Cambreleng in a carriage to the palace on a bitter cold night, about 7 o'clock in the evening. 1 We were told by the servant that the President was engaged up stairs and could not be seen. C. proposed however that we should go in and see Major Lewis and Maj. Donelson--which we did. 2 Soon after I observed that C. was out of the room, and in a few minutes he entered with [the] president 3--a tall white haired old gentleman, not very much like the common engravings of him. He received us very politely and after about three quarters of an hour in which he bore his part very agreeably in the conversation we took our leave. Mr. Van Buren had been rejected that day by the Senate, and when that subject was alluded to the "lion roared" a little. 4 We then went to Commodore Patterson's 5 where there was a party made up of various materials--the families of heads of departments, naval officers, members of Congress, foreign ministers and attachés and others. Of the ladies some were pretty but the prettiest was a Mrs. Constant from New York. On Thursday evening Mr. Verplanck took us to Gov. Cass's. 6 We saw him en famille, with his two daughters. He is as you may have heard a widower --a grave looking rather dark faced man of fifty years of age. On Friday evening we dined with Mr. Livingston Secretary of State. The entertainment was, I think, altogether the most sumptuous and elegant I ever witnessed. There were no guests but Major Lewis who lives with the President, Dr. Greenhow7 and ourselves. We afterwards went to a party at Mr. McLane's. It was much like a New York party but more crowded than those generally are. Three rooms were filled with company and in