A fine, bright, cold day. Jake and I after dinner drove up to Kingston to call on Genl. Sharpe. Found him just at the end of dinner with Mr. Timprow, a young Scotchman. Seveyrn Sharpe his son and young Timprow. We went into the dining room and had a cigar and a glass of wine and afterwards to the parlor where were Mrs. Sharpe and her sister Mrs. Timprow. The house was very pleasant and we had a pleasant visit of an hour or more. I return to N.Y. tomorrow.