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were roasted alive by the burning cars. Some of the accounts are of the very saddest. A young bride and groom married in Vermont only the day before they were found she with her arms about him and one hand burned off. Another of a lady coming from Vermont to meet her husband. She had telegraphed she was coming and he was at the Grand Central depot to meet her. The train did not come, then came rumors of disaster and finally he went up there only to find her charred remains. It made me very sad to read the dreadful details. The annual meeting of the Century occurred this evening. The old ticket elected, I among the trustees. A feature of the evening was the appearance of Oscar Wilde in his breeches, stockings and knee buckles. He is a much younger looking man than I supposed, appeared very easy and had a rather pleasing face although the lower part is sensual looking. He excited a great deal of interest although but few were introduced to him. I dined with Collins at the Union League club and we came from there to the Century.

Sunday [[strikethrough]] Dec [[/strikethrough]] Jan 15 1882. Calvert and I after breakfast came over to the 8th St. station on the Electric R.R. and took the cars for 125th St. where we got off and walked up to the High bridge. It was a pleasant day and we enjoyed it. Got back to dinner at 2. After dinner came over to my room and braided on the birch bark. Weir came in but seemed ill at ease and staid only a few minutes. I am afraid our friendship is cooling but I hope only temporarily. I think he is all wrong in his later art views and feel that we are antagonistic which makes an embarrassment between us. He is abstracted and I think not much interested in what I have to say. I am sorry and hope it will wear away, but such estrangements are dangerous to friendships. Downing came in. We worked together awhile then went to the Century and got some supper and came back and worked until 11 o'clock. Pinchot invited me to tea this evening. Mrs. Gifford and Weir were to be there. I did not go as we wanted to work on our braid.

Monday 16" Painted all day on my Academy picture and hope I am advancing it although it goes slow