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their hearts as well as mine cry out sadly against it. Saturday I was in the city all day that evening we all sat about the old fire place sang and read and chatted yet I felt the time for my going was very near at hand Sunday was a cool lovely day none of us went down to church but that afternoon Charlie and I drove down to Blue Island and back up the ridge among the glorious colored foliage of the autumn and I can recall now how lovely everything appeared as in the warm rays of the setting sun we drove under the oaks up to the pleasant farm house that looked so benignly down upon the warmly lighted prairie. At ten the next morning Mother and I followed Father & Charlie to the city. My time then until three oclock was engaged in bidding friends goodbye giving Charlie a Power of Atty for Fathers use - and finishing my duties. I met Mother at Franks walked with her to the depot on the train were F & C and at 26th St I bade them good bye and Father and I got off. he soon left me and Frank and Fred walked over to the depot and saw me off. The sun had set and the gray shadows of evening were darkening into night as I was whirled away from all that I loved best on earth and from those who I knew loved me as none others ever could. Saturday 2 P.M. The day is cool and cloudy with hardly a breath to disturb the broad expanse of gray sea over which runs a long and heavy swell. I have spent most of the day sitting on deck and in the smoking room reading "The Abbot." The passengers amuse themselves variously and pace franticly up and down the deck in search of exercise or pitch Quoits or play at shuffle board. Not a few sleep away the dull hours while a few like myself read. "Going down to see the horse," varies the monotony with some and card playing