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Thursday June 10" 1880. Painted the tin roof of my home this morning. I did not feel well. In the afternoon painted a little on my picture but my head felt so badly I came home early. Went to bed at 9 slept an hour and woke with a violent head ache which lasted until midnight when I fell asleep. A letter from Booth yesterday a little irritated at something I said to him in my last about drinking wine at the breakfast. I wrote him in reply. It has all been good naturedly but I shall never allude to it again. The fact is each one is responsible for his own conduct. Wrote to Hutton asking him to invite Robt. Wilkinson to the Booth breakfast. 

Friday 11. Went to the Strand and paid Sherer his bill of $190 which I have owed several years, He refused to let me pay interest which I wanted to do. Made a little sketch of a rose bush in color this morning. Subscribed for the Tribune 3 mos including Sunday edition. I have a very lovely and aimless feeling today and keep constantly thinking of dear Gertrude. I am sure I shall never get used to life without her. Sara and I went over to the cemetery after tea and set out some more Petunias upon her grave, placed some roses there and I trained the morning glories.
 
Saturday 12. John McEntee and I went fishing today at Glen Erie. Crossed the creek at Kingston and drive round by Glades bridge. Stopping in Kingston a moment I observed a thin, brown hard worked looking woman with a little boy coming down the side walk and looking intently at me evidently recognizing me. It proved to be our once pretty Katy Leonard who lived with us many years ago in our first housekeeping years and who was then young and fair and blue eyed. She spoke of my loving dear Gertrude, with great feeling. She has a little daughter named after her who is now six years old. She saw us pass her house once and I told her we always intended to come to see her. She came to see us once and was greatly affected and cried I remember. She told me today she saw a great change in Gertrude then. But I was shocked to see her look so old and faded. Our ride out was charming. The valley just beyond Kingston I never saw looking fairer and I longed to paint some of the things I saw. It was a rich