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my "Uplands" all day and advanced it. Yesterday I painted on one of dear Gertrudes portraits which I brought down with me but not with much success. When I was home I went over to her grave and when I realized that all of her that "time could wither" was under that brown mound the earth grew empty to me and I had but one wish - to go to her, who can never come to me. I had a letter from Sara but my father does not seem to get any better. Wrote to her and to little Louise Weir.

Saturday Mar. 6. 1880. This has been a broken day as I have been in the hands of the dentist. I painted on dear Gertrudes picture but have not improved it, still I hope I have discerned some of its defects and by and by I hope to get some thing like her. Whittredge and I dined at Eastmans. We talked about going to England and Mrs. Johnson says we can all live with her. I said I would go if they would. We went to the monthly meeting of the Century together. I had my "Woodside" picture there and it was better liked than I had expected. Eastman was very warm in his praise of it. Prof. Marsh introduced us to his cousin Peabody Russell who is a rich man and lives in the Isle of Wight and is going to take some American pictures home with him. Marsh told him he must get a picture of Johnson, Gifford, Whittredge and me, and asked the prices of our pictures. Mr. Russell knows my work and spoke of the one I had in the Paris Exposition. He is to take his wife to the Century tomorrow to see our pictures and I am in hopes he may buy them. Weir was there and had photographs of his statue of President Woolsey which showed very clever work.

Sunday 7. Mary and I went to hear Adler in Chickering Hall. No prayer, no scripture, only his address and singing of a pastoral of Mendelssohn's which the choral Union sang and which brought darling Gertrude vividly before me. It did not seem like worship but more of an intellectual enjoyment. We went to the Century to see the pictures. Julia Dillon dined with us. Downing and I came over to the studio in the rain. I wrote to Sade. Dined at Pinchots with Eastman and Weir.