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he went to live with his uncle away back on the hills in Western. He was taken from his brothers and sisters and went there alone and although his Uncle was kind to him he did not know him to look after a child and he said he suffered with loneliness often for a whole month seeing no one but his Uncle and Aunt. He said was a bitterly bigoted Catholic and requested that when he said that none of the "heathen" should be permitted about him. I asked him where he was buried and he said in Western in a plot of consecrated ground, but there was no mark or stone. They ploughed around the place and it has grown up with briars and bushes and that is all the indication of a burial place. My father is very patient and uncomplaining and is a lesson for my instability and troubling. He said his life had been blest and he was happy now and had a great deal to be thankful for and that he enjoyed life, and was grateful that while he is very infirm he has no pain and has every care and comfort. Sara had a letter from Alice. She is troubled and anxious. Her mother is not reasonable with her and George and Tom and Mr. Sanger are in trouble with the Star Landing property, I presume find it hard to meet the interest. I am afraid they will lose that too after carrying it so many years. What sorrow for them dear Gertrude is spared for she was always so interested for her family and so troubled if any trouble came to her father. Life does seem so full of trouble, sometimes and it seems to me every one I know is carrying burdens they can hardly bear. Calvert went home this morning. I think he too is worried about the future. Sometimes it seems as though the great lesson of life is "be sure to get money."

Wednesday Nov 11th 1885. 
Sara and I attended Genl. Smiths funeral at 2 o'clock this afternoon from the house. We looked at him in his coffin and saw for the last time this active energetic man who has lived in Kingston for sixty years and who has been influential in the history of of the place. I was struck with the idea of the passing of time as I looked upon the grey headed men who came in and whom I had known as young men as Mr. Fitch, Cornelius Van Gaasbeck, Jansen Hasbrouck, Elijah Dubois, [[?]] Westbrook, Mr. Lindsley and others. The clergyman, Mr. Hayes I think, dwelt upon his busy life, his activity and integrity and his influence for good. After the funeral we drove out on Albany Avenue and called at Cl[[?]]s but they were not at home. We drove to Mrs. Costellos beyond the Alms house and engaged a turkey for Thanksgiving and then must as far as the top of Flatbush hill and came home by the Alms house and the lower road by the Catholic Cemetery. Nannie came up and remained to tea as John was in N.Y. After tea and when my father retired we all went to call at Cantines but they were out and we went home with Nannie. John came home shortly after. I had a note from Lambkin who sent me a notice of the Landscapes in the Philadelphia Exhibition in which my picture "Clouds" and Richards picture were designated as the two representative landscapes for simplicity and directories of aim and for the expression of what there authors intended in turn. I confess it was a gratification to be thus singled out in an exhibition of selections from all schools and representing the work of the various and leading American artists. 

Thursday 12th. 
The last of my skirmishing on the roof, I trust occurred today. I cleaned out the dish the mason left in the vallies and took down the scaffolds used in shingling. Then I went over to my studio and made a sketch of the twilight sky I saw from the roof more than a week ago succeeding better than I feared I would. Afterwards I went on the roof of my house and fastened the lightning rods which had got loose on 

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