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down at John McEntee's. Remarkable electrical display in the North, very grand and impressive.

Monday April 17" 1882. Downing, Edwina and Lucy left for N.Y. by the morning train. I remained until the noon train somewhat anxious about my father. He seemed better and I came back to town, feeling very depressed. In the evening went with Mary, Calvert, Gussie, Lucy & Downing & Edwina to see Booth in Richelieu occupying his box. Saw him in his dressing room and at the end of the play he came to the box in his Cardinal robes. There was great enthusiasm and he was repeatedly called out. What a great gift it is so to move and impress a great theatre full of people. Whittredge called. He is in trouble 

Friday 18. just as I am and worried about his affairs. Still he has a large order and has sold some pictures and cannot be in as bad a fix as I am. He spoke very encouragingly about my pictures and said I never painted better, made some good suggestions and painted on my picture. Wilmont called. Booth came and staid half an hour. He has a bad cough and says he never feels really well. Asked me how I was getting along and I told him just how troubled I was. He has troubles too. McVicker he tells me keeps writing him insulting letters and he has worries in connection with his wifes affairs. Recd a letter from New Orleans in which Mr. Day tells me he got the price of my picture from Renner and that they had no other price to go by. Went to Bishop Putnams wedding at Collyers Church with Gussie, Marion and Edith Rood. Mary and Edwina went together in a coupé. Dined with the G. B. Club at Pursells, their last dinner this year. 

Wednesday 19. Full of anxiety. Went up to see the Renners about my picture sold in New Orleans but they had nothing to say except that they sent the price $450 and must have got it from a card on my picture. They have written to see if there is such a card and are evidently exercised about it. I think the blunder is with them. Spent the evening at Marys, too unhappy to go out. When I started for my room it had begun to rain and then to pour. I ran in to the Century and did not get away until midnight. Thompson was there and he walked down to the building with me telling me some of his troubles which are not light ones. We all have our troubles. When I came in found a letter from Sara telling me my father is sick and that Joe had written to ask if the Ormans could come to spend the month of May in Rondout. Sara had to write that it was impossible. I went to bed feeling most unsettled and despondent.