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the sincerity of my regard for him. I was shocked to see this notice of the death of Mr. Monell in the paper this morning. 

[[clipping]] MONELL——At Eustatia, Fishkill-on-Hudson, April 22, John J. Monell, in the 72d year of his age. Funeral at the convenience of the family. [[/clipping]] 

Spent the evening at home reading in Genl Custers "Life on the Plains" which interests me very much. What a brave fellow he was, seemingly a stranger to fear. Went around to the Club a little while. I do not see many men there who are companionable to me. I know it is my fault because I am not much of a talker and do not know how to interest people. On my way once to dinner I went to John Rogers studio having been invited there to a reception at which he showed a group in Clay of "Lear & Cordelia" It was in his peculiar style savoring of the great picturesque rather than the sculpturesque, but modeled with a great deal of care. Met Eastman there who wanted me to go home to dinner with him but I declined as they were going out in the evening.

Friday Apl. 24" 1885. We had breakfast at 7 o'clock this morning as Marion took the 8 o'clock train for Baltimore where she is going to spend a week with Julia. One can accomplish nothing more by getting up early in the city. Nothing begins until 9 o'clock. I stopped at Wilmurts on my return to order three small frames and was obliged to wait for him as he had not arrived. It is warm again. Yesterday was cooler and more comfortable. I am painting but not with much spirit or interest. I ponder much upon the coming summer and cannot help asking myself what it will bring to us as a family. I do not meet it very hopefully for it suggests many anxieties to me. I went with Mary and Julia Dillon to a Symphony Concert in memory of Dr. Damrosch this evening at the Metropolitan Opera House. Heard Materna and Brandt sing. Some of Dr. Damrosch's music was performed the orchestra led by his son Walter. Beethovens Heroic Symphony closed an interesting evening. Mr & Mrs. Donaldson were in the box with us which was sent to Mary by Mrs. Lewis. I went around to the club a little while. Stoddard Stedman & Eastman Johnson were at the table. Stedman seems a little fickle in his manner of greeting me after not having seen him for a long time. However this is hypocritical. I dare say I am quite as open to the same criticism. Some of the Centurians are making an effort to get a consulate for Stoddard. Eastman and I walked over together. We both agreed we would like to lead a life where less hard work and struggle and strain were required. Calvert went to Rondout this afternoon. 

Saturday 25" Bright and breezy with wind N.W. Went to the Academy for an hour or more to take another look at the pictures. Quite a number are sold, but mine are not of the number. Went home. 4 o'clk Grew much cooler. Found my father sitting up and looking pretty well. Sara said he sat out in the sunshine nearly all each day the past week. Calvert was there.

Sunday 26" A soft, much needed rain nearly all day and open fires very agreeable. The grass is getting green and the spring coming on with great rapidity. We had radishes from the back bed. Lucy sent Sade a copy of a letter she had received from Joe - a ridiculous document and one [[strikethrough]] for [/strikethrough]] which a sensitive man and a just man could never write. It is astonishing he cannot see the wisdom of keeping still.

Monday 27. Calvert, Girard, Mary and I came to town with the morning train. A most beautiful day. I would be in the country such 

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