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river road to the Stream where we left Miss White and got home at tea time. Mr & Mrs Taylor were to come up to see my father but they were detained and Mr. Taylor came later in the evening, an amiable happy man who tries I think to make others happy. I go to New York tomorrow morning to meet Sam Cykendall at my Studio.

Friday Aug. 21st 1885. Went to N.Y. this morning with the 7.40 train. Had a cool and pleasant ride. Went directly to my Studio where Sam Cykendall joined me a few minutes after my arrival. He bought a small picture I painted last spring, a late Autumn on Spence Creek, or rather based on a sketch I made there for which he is to pay me $250. He went away shortly after selecting the picture and said nothing about our negotiations concerning the property here, as I thought perhaps he might, and of course I did not refer to it. Then I went and brunched at the Vienna Bakery and having nearly two hours on my hands strolled leisurely down Broadway and came back home from the Jay St. Station in the 3.45 train. It rained when I reached Kingston but Tom met me there with the team to my great relief. The Janitor at the Studio Building told me that the only two artists there were Guy and Fenchsel. I was thankful I was not obliged to work in my studio. It would be for me simply impossible. I am sure there could be no heart or soul or even body in any thing I could produce there. I am afraid both Guy and Fenchsel are not able to lease twice.

Saturday 22nd Very close and hot this morning. I went down to the Port Office after gathering the vegetables from the garden for dinner as I usually do immediately after breakfast, and to my great satisfaction received a note from Hanna & Ives of Detroit containing a check for $200 for the picture sold to Mr. Mitchill last spring, which I immediately sent to my bank in N.Y. I have been out of money for some time waiting for what is due me and this was very welcome. After I got home a telegram came from Weir saying he would leave N.Y. on the 10.30 train and would spend an hour with me. I drove down and met him at the ferry and he dined with us, after which he went over to my studio to see Mrs. Warrens picture and then I drove him up to the train for the Mountain House. It has been a warm day and I have done nothing, but this evening the wind is from the North and the temperature is very agreeable. Mary, Sara and I have been sitting on the front porch discussing some wearing and worrying topics but the only conclusion is, wait and be as patient as possible. Weir told me that Mrs. Custer is up at Mrs. Wheelers and that he and his wife are invited there to dinner tomorrow to meet her and Adam Badeau. - Our two little calves were taken away by the butcher yesterday while I was in N.Y. I missed the poor little stupid things this morning when I went down to the barn.

Sunday 23rd A brooding, half melancholy day. Sad memories have visited me of those who have gone from our household and I have longed for my dear Gertrude. Taking down the hammock today from the trees near the parlor I saw the irons Maurice put there to swing it to and this work of his hands gave me a sharp pang of remembrance of his better nature. 

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