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a first collection and the newspapers are paying a good deal of attention to the art department.

Sunday Sept 12, 1875. It rained on Friday and we have cool weather ever since. Last night and today have been too cool for comfort in the house away from the firs. I went to hear Mr. Blauvelt preach today in the Baptist Church. His text was the servants to whom were entrusted the talents and he applied it to the possession of wealth in this world as implying responsibilities. The matter was well enough but by no means what I expected to hear from him while the manner was very bad, a sudden transition from low to sharp abrupt tones. This man puzzles me for in conversation he does not at all impress me as the man who is capable of the intellectual effort embodied in his papers on Modern Scepticism. I cannot judge him fairly until I know him better.

Wednesday 15. Oscar went to N.Y. on Monday. I have been at work on my picture and today painted in new drapery from Gertrude who stood for me. I think it is better. Received a letter last night from Stafford and Beard written on Saturday. They spoke of the high character of the exhibition and were very enthusiastic but evidently nothing had been sold although they had had a buyers day and two days open to the public. This does not look encouraging. They sent me the Chicago Tribune with a brief notice of the Art Gallery and a short letter from Eastman and one from Whittredge in which he seems inclined to go to Shokan for October. Answered it today and sent him Beards letter and the Chicago Tribune. Downing came up this evening.

Thursday 16. Girard, Maurice, Downing and I went to Ship Rocks today, got a boat and went across the river fishing. The river was beautiful, a soft cloudy day no wind and all the landscape like a dream. Wrote to Beard.

Sunday 19. Wrote to Beard a day or two ago and insisted upon the necessity of making liberal sales from this collection if they ever hoped to get another at all comparable to it together. This will be cold water upon their enthusiasm but I cant help it it is time. Have tried to paint but am in no mood. My mind is too filled with worries about the future which I cannot get rid of. I cant get into a quiet 

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