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and structure of objects. His style united beauty with character, delicacy with strength, in a marked degree.
To speak briefly of the man, his associates and friends had for him a great esteem, not alone for his merits as an artist, but for the peculiar charm of his personal character as well. He inspired confidence and respect at all times. His judgment was wise and discriminative. As an indication of the bent of his intellectual tastes and sympathies, and his undying love for that which was classical and beautiful, not many hours before he died he quoted a few lines from Homer descriptive of the sea, which, with feeble utterance, he declared gave him refreshment to think upon. He was to the last sustained by a high regard for that which was beautiful and good.
JOHN F. WEIR.
New-Haven, Conn., Sept.10, 1880.

a day or two with us. A note from Miss Leggett offering me a seat in her [[hansom]] to see last nights procession in honor of Genl. Grant in N.Y.  which was a great success as the papers state today some 5000 people being in line. Also a postal card from [[Eastman]] who feared I had not got his letter. 
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Wednesday Oct. 13. 1880. I took my feather bed down to the laundry to be cleansed and came back by the polling place to vote on the question of Water Works. Went to work in my studio and have been painting all day on my picture. I think I have made a promising start. Major Mapes was here at dinner having returned from Delaware Co. on his way back to Wisconsin. He is a well preserved man and has all his faculties as keen and alert as a man of fifty. He seems to have had a satisfactory visit and says it will add twenty years to his life. He spoke of his deaf and dumb brother Harry, who is dead, with great feeling. I am afraid he has not provided for an independent old age but he seemed contented and happy. Pa took him down to Major Cornells and he goes to New York tonight. The last time I saw him he was a younger man that I am now. Received a letter from Whittredge and one from Alice both of which I answered this evening. Mr + Mrs Saywer are coming to Hudson to the Convention on the 19" and will come here for a short visit. Indiana and Ohio have both gone Republican which is a most cheering event. 
Thursday Oct. 14" 1880.
It is two years tonight since dear Gertrue died. I cannot realize that it was so long ago for to me it has all the freshness of an even of a few weeks ago. I went to the garden this morning and gathered some of the last morning glories, poor things that had felt the autumn chills and put them in her blue vase and set them upon the breakfast table as she used to. After breakfast Sara and I took some of the few flowers which are still left and went over to the cemetery and put them on her grave. It has been a perfectly golden Autumn day with a mellow Indian summer atmosphere, such a days as she particularly loved, but without a feeling of the later Autumn in the air. It seems to me her gentle spirit has been about me today for I have felt calmer and more restful than for a long time before. I have been at work all day painting in my studio and