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out on the common. I went out above the Tunnel and walked up the track to the cemetery and home. The skies were very fine and the landscape rich and shadowy. I felt melancholy - sad that the years are going by and I seem to accomplish so little. I am happy when at work if my work is tolerably successful, but so much time seems wasted here at home and I feel in so many ways hampered and bored that I get very depressed over it. A letter from Eastman Johnson. He too has his anxieties and sees often the sad side of life.

Friday June 22, 1883. Painted a little this morning on my flowers but did not improve them. This afternoon Downing and I drive over the creek to the Van Aken place and I began my study of it. It was a perfect day and I enjoyed working out of doors in so pleasant a place. June so far has been cool and delightful. A letter from Mrs. Taylor this morning expressing her sympathy for us after having seen a notice of Maurice's death in the Tribune.

Saturday 23. A beautiful day. Booth came by the 6 o'clk train. He has grown grey but looks young and handsome. He seemed delighted to reach here and thought the place very attractive and pleasant. Received a sympathetic letter from Mary Gifford in answer to the one I wrote her telling her of poor Maurice's death. Recd cards announcing the marriage of Ben Knesser to Miss Allen. Booth seems somewhat discouraged about Downing as Edwina has written him that he often seems abstracted. This is a disappointment and troubles me for I thought they were getting on nicely. Where is this to end?

Sunday 24. Very hot. Booth and I started out to go to the bridge but only got as far as the cemetery when he thought it too hot and we returned. He is disinclined to much exercise and it seems to me suffers for the lack of it. We took a ride after tea. Booth, Downing, Edwina and I crossed by the new depot, to the alms house and home by the river road. Booth doesn't enjoy riding much. Would rather sit quietly at home. He lost the stone out of his Shakespeare ring but luckily we found it in the wagon.

Monday 25. Trains began to run today from Kingston to N.Y. on the West Shore road. A hazy day but warm.

Tuesday 26. Booth and I started for Newport going down to N.Y. in the day boat. A windy cloudy day promising rain. We went to his rooms 36 E. 20th St. and I staid there with him that night.

Wednesday 27. Spent the day in N.Y. doing various things until 6 o'clock when Booth, Calvert, Mr. Parsons and I took the steamer for Newport. A dark stormy night with rain. Other boats laid by but we went on and had a rough time.

Thursday 28. Reached Newport about 8. Breakfasted at the 

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