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January 2" 1880.
Friday.
Came down from home by the noon train. I am full of sorrow and anxiety and there seems to be no peace for me. I think my money troubles greatly increase my unhappiness. It seems wrong that with all the work I have I cannot sell it and thus retire myself. I went up to Eastman Johnsons and spent the evening. He seems to feel hopeful for seemed nervous and easily irritated. He gets out of temper even more easily than he used to and was unkind to his wife without meaning to be. When we went to the studio she started to go along and he did not want her to. He wanted to talk with me about his pictures alone but I knew she felt a little injured that he did not want her to go. Did not sleep well. I do hope that blessing is not to be taken from me. Had a nice letter from Mrs. Weir. Uncle Philip was to be buried today. If John McEntee could have gone out with me I would have gone to the funeral. I wrote to Thomas.

Saturday 3. Booth came and I have about finished the Don Caesar. I have felt very troubled and worried today. Whittredge called and Eastman Johnson and Eastman and I had a long talk. Mrs. Wheeler called with the [[two?]] Morris Cooper. Joe Tomkins has arrived and dined at Marys today and went to the Club with me. Miss Mabel White arrived at Marys [[strikethrough]]last[[/strikethrough]] tonight on her way home from Harrisburg. I had a note from Lily French from Philadelphia which I answered.

Sunday 4. Came to my room and finished my letter to Weir and wrote to Sara and sent my letter to Oscar. Miss Mabel White went home this event. I called at the Wheelers and Giffords. Today I have felt calmer and less troubled. I am determined to try to pay off our mortgages by producing more pictures and selling them as best I can and by being careful of my expenses. It seems possible and I am going to try for it.

Monday 5. Booth came today and I began a pictures of him as Petruchio. I got along pretty well but never accomplish much at first. Have to do many things over. I made my party call at Mrs. Roberts and saw her and her sister Miss Endicott. I had a sweet letter from Dear Sara full of sisterly affection and anxiety for me but with discouraging accounts from Maurice. I am trying to be more