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rooms about midnight feeling very forlorn and disengaged and slept but little all night.

Sunday Dec. 5. 1880. A rainy dark day. I have felt desperately and most lonely and discouraged. Came to my room and wrote to Lucy. I also wrote a letter to Booth but in so discouraged a tone that I think I will destroy it. Mr. Alfred Booth came and spent an hour with me after dinner and looked at my pictures. He sails for England on Saturday. Calvert and I went to the Century this evening. I met Prof. Marsh. He has been talking of wanting one of my pictures but tonight when I invited him to my room he talked about being poor &c. He is a millionaire I understand. How I hate to appear as wanting to influence any one to buy my pictures.

Monday 6. Painted on my picture of Waste Places which I had in the Academy. A letter from Sara telling me all about her fair. Went up to Julia Dillons studio and read it to her. Prof. Marsh came in late and looked at all of my pictures. He said he would come again as he seemed unable to make up his mind. Attended a Council Meeting at the Academy and did not get back until midnight. We had a pretty warm discussion about the stairs which are being built to the large gallery. I do not think it should have been done without considering it more and I dont at all see the necessity of it.
 
Tuesday 7. Went out to Summit and spent the night with Whittredge. He has a large home and a very pleasant one. He must be more prosperous than I am to be able to afford it, but they inherited some money from her father. I couldn't help wondering what I should do if I had such an establishment to keep up. I am glad to see one Artist who can. It was a cold day the weather having changed. I had not seen Mrs Whittredge since dear Gertrudes death and in talking with her I was overcome. Darling Gertrude, I am thinking of her all the time and I am very unhappy and discouraged.
 
Wednesday 8. Just after I had accepted Whittredges invitation yesterday I had a note from Holt asking me to his house to dinner and to go and hear Henschel sing with some lady friends. I was rather glad I had a previous engagement for although it was very kind of Holt I did not at all feel in the mood to meet strangers. I went into the Club this evening and found Oscar Sawyer there. I have not seen him since Gertrude died. He has been gone to Japan for three years and has only lately returned. He had just come from College Hill. He said he was lost here and found so few people he knew. I could not 

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