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three weeks ago and we found Joe here last evening when we arrived. A great financial panic has come on since I went away and has not yet passed and I begin to dread the aspect of the coming winter. Mr. Moore who owes me five hundred dollars is not able to pay me and I received a letter from Mrs. Minter who is in need of what I owe her, so that the annual worry about money begins. If this money question could be eliminated from life how happy it would all seem. I received a long letter from Bayard Taylor in answer to one I wrote him more than three months ago. He is busy, cheerful and hopeful under much discouragement and I fear there is financial trouble in store for him for the future.

Thursday Oct. 23, 1873. Monday we had one of the severest North East storms of the season producing floods and doing considerable damage. On Thursday I received a telegram from Whittredge telling me he would arrive that evening instead of on Wednesday as he had intended. I met him at the 5 o'clock train. They came down the rail road with some little difficulty as a [[crossed out]] train [[/crossed out]] culvert was gone near Fox Hollow and the passengers had to be transferred to a train this side. Monday I repainted the little picture of Murano which I painted for Lucy and was so well pleased with it that on Tuesday I painted one of the same subject size 12x20 and made a nice little picture it seems to me. Joe Tomkins left for New York on Tuesday to be followed by Gussie on Thursday on their way back to Hillsboro. Wednesday Whittredge and I took a long walk over on the [[Vlight-bergh?]] and down to Steep Rocks. Gus left for Hillsboro today. It was a trial for her to go and for all of us to part with her, but there seems so many sorrowful things following upon each other that these constant partings are but light affairs. I fight daily against sad suggestions but [[crossed out]] there [[/crossed out]] am thankful I can be so much more cheerful than I could a year ago today. Everything looked discouraging then, but here we are, well, today mercifully shielded from disaster or any serious sorrow and that is much to be thankful for. Whittredge and his wife and Gertrude and I took a ride out in the Saugerties road this afternoon. It has been a lovely

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"Blightburgh" = Blythburgh. Note: Blythburgh is a town in County Suffolk, England. Reply: ??? That makes no sense in this context. I'm not sure about the spelling, but it looks like Wightburgh.