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30 rue Vaugirard—
Sunday - Jan 13th 
[[archival note:]] 1889

Just one year today my dear ones (according to the calendar) since I left you - that horrid day of slush and snow.  I'm glad I dont have to do that over again.  My recollection of the voyage is only pleasant - although there were some horrible hours and nights - so I suppose when I get home I shall look back upon my sojourn here as one "long dream of delirious joy"—
Though of course it is'nt that at all but a very quiet hum-drum round of days in which I dont seem to get half enough done—  Mr Harrison came on Tuesday afternoon and I showed him the portrait and he approved of it and said I was "getting her"  And advised me to have the bottom of the Canvas patched
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There are bits of modelling in them which are as good as any thing of his and look in fact as if he had done them—  She makes thousands of dollars on her pictures and has big orders from America every Spring  She is not young, Mrs Greene says is at least fifty but very nice and womanly, a nice Yankee Woman, with polish besides—  Has a parrot that rides a' hobby horse—  Mrs G. took us back to her studio in her Carriage and gave us a standing forever with our Concierge as she looks like an old Countess—  but it snowed one of the horrid wet snows they have here and May and I had no umbrella to go home with—  Finally decided on using one of the white sketching umbrellas and did so—
It is enormous and of course very conspicuous but no one seemed to think it extraordinary until we came to a very narrow place in the side walk where two charcoal men