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[[Transcription of text not blocked by another page]] I would illustrate her stories. A letter from East 94 one from Gifford. Sent by Express and wrote her year ago today we came Lake Minnewaska, I John and Nannie. - Mot Thursday Aug. 28, 1879. The ..inal. Today has been save additional cutting place this foreman and river. Wrote a long letter evening Mrs. Sawyer, my Mrs. Lindsleys, Mrs. Miss our invitation to spend ter from Gussie in wh and our life over at brief note from Gifford Sa train on Tuesday insti place in nice order and everything I do there. Friday 29. Finished my cut and paid Henry. ten days. We built up body, took away the and was [[?]] as well grand abbey, her mother Julia were here at tea after tea. They all went byterian Church except talked of dear Gertrude ones of her. We talked of Taylor too and I read some of her things which her mother selected. A [[?]] came from Pell saying Emmas photograph had arrived. Wrote to Alice. This has been a pretty warm day - Saturday 20. Another of the beautiful days with the wind from the North. Mrs. Sawyer left us for Pokeepsie on the Eagle on her way home and I regretted to have her go. Girard and I went out to Glen Erie fishing leaving here after three oclock. amid great demonstrations. John accompanied them as far as the dam - I gave them a letter to Booth. We went out in the big canoe and I caught a pickerel After lunch painted the name on the large canoe "Isabel," after Mr. Church Laid in a skil[[?]] of the [[?]]. Rained slightly towards evening. 98 Wednesday 17. Threatening weather. Worked on my picture of the camp until the rain drove me out. Rained very hard but we hope the Leycesters have reached midway. I thought sadly of dear Gertrude last night the last thing before I went to sleep and I hoped I might dream of her but I did not. I dreamed of being with Bayard Taylor. Was not nice and feared I should have a headache today. Thursday 18. We all went over to Sandy Stream The wind blew a gale before we reached there - We went up stream to McEisters Eddy where the party landed and Gifford and I fished. We caught only two fine trout, mine weighed a pound. When we returned at 2 the rain had lulled. Friday 19. Wind blew hard. Made two or three pencil sketches. Towards evening we all went out in the large birch, a lively evening and fine echoes. Baynton did not return. I did not much expect him. Made a little sketch of the camp and got the autographs of all the party to send to Lucy for Mrs. Ray. Saturday 20. The coldest night we have had so far. The morning grey but calm. Gifford, John and I started for trout pond in the large birch and spent the day there, taking our lunch of frizzled pork, tea, [[?]] & hard bread in a large sack. John built us a raft but the logs were water soaked and it rolled about a great deal. We caught only a few small trout although all the