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Lucy and was finishing them after I got here when Calvert came in and told me Julia was ill at Mr. Brases where she went to visit on Thursday. Had been dangerously ill but had passed the crisis. Mary was there with her. Calvert felt badly and wanted me to go to Mr. Frothinghams with him to attend a meeting of the Fraternity Club which I did reluctantly as I did not feel like going out. We got home late. The weather had become bitterly cold. We smoked a cigar and afterwards I wrote to Gertrude and did not retire until after 12 o clock Booth had been here yesterday and left me a season ticket for Gertrude and me and a friendly little note.

Friday Jan. 4. 1878. It snowed in the morning and rained dismally all afternoon. Poor Mrs Coen was buried today at 2 o'clock I thought of them all and sympathized with them in their sorrow. Such a dreadful day to lay a loved one away in the soaked cold ground. It added to the melancholy of the occasion a hundred fold. I went up to Giffords room and while there Whittredge and Hubbard came in. It was too dark to work. After talking a while Whittredge came to my room with me and staid nearly the whole afternoon. We talked of the necessity of getting the dealers interested in our work and came to the conclusion we must do it in some way. Burger and I dined together and after dinner I went up to Eastman Johnsons and spent the evening. He told me Avery had been up to see him. He had had a pleasant talk with him and as he has built a gallery he thinks now he would like to get some of the leading artists to send pictures to him. We talked


[[clipping]] Something to Remember.
Let the future oldest inhabitant store these things away among his reminiscences to astonish people in the coming winters: On the 31st of December, 1877, there was no ice in the Hudson and boats to and from Troy and New York were making their trips as regularly as in July. The first snow had not yet fallen in Albany; Ulster county farmers were ploughing, as there was no frost in the ground; New England newspapers were chronicling the budding lilac bushes in western Massachusetts, and the return of fish to Nantucket waters, a movement of the funny tribes usually deferred until spring; dandelions were in flower in Central Park, New York; maple sugar was being made from fresh sap drawn in the town of Huntington; on December 28th, by the Norwich, and on Christmas Day there was a boat race on Saratoga lake. [[/clipping]]