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night and I came back to N.Y. by the 7.25 evening train arriving here at 10 30. I always come from home now sadly and reluctantly. Sara seems so alone there that I feel I ought to be there as much as possible. She is simply heroic in her devotion to her father and her daily duties. It would be the greatest comfort to have Lucy there for I feel Sara is doing too much. However she is cheerful and uncomplaining. In spite of all the sad changes at home I love to be there and my heart is always there. I wonder sometimes that we bear the changes as cheerfully as we do, but I presume it is because we try to be prepared now for them. I brought down all the presents for Marys family from Lucy and from home and took them over when I went to breakfast this morning. Mary had just left to visit Julia and Harry in Baltimore but Marion took charge of them. I had a short but kind letter from Booth. The pictures had arrived and he seemed pleased with them. [[E?]] from [[S?]] called to see about pictures for his annual Exhibition [[text hidden by newspaper clipping]] man in Springfield would want my little picture [[text hidden]]" He is coming again next week. Mr & Mrs [[text hidden]] Mrs Brownell paid me a visit. I had to go [[text hidden]] about the stretching for my water color which [[text hidden]] I am idle for the want of it. Called on [[text hidden]] her Sara's Xmas present. From there went [[text hidden]] while and came away feeling the evenings are [[text hidden]] 

I was obliged to go and order another stretcher [[text hidden]] after waiting all this time. It came [[text hidden]] immediately at work to stretch the paper [[text hidden]] began my picture and have worked stead [[text hidden]] Marion went out to spend the evening and Cal[[text hidden]] until nearly 9 o'clock when I went and called [[text hidden]] until 11 o clock. I had a very satisfactory and [[text hidden]] worked all day on my water color. I thought I [[text hidden]] but it lacks something. Fuller called a [[text hidden]] lark called with Altman the merchant who [[text hidden]] [[un?]]prepossessing man. Apparently the only thing [[text hidden]]  the little picture Kensett gave me which [[text hidden]] have. They said they were to be in the [[text hidden]] and would call again, but I dont expect to see [[text hidden]] fancies me any more than I do him. [[text hidden]] a visit. When I went to dinner I found Mar[[text cut off]] very anxiously for her father. She had been invited out to dine and had no escort so I volunteered to go with her. She said the house was in 46" St. but thought the no. was 52. When we got there it was not the place. Then she was not sure of the street and we were obliged to come back. After dinner Calvert and I went around to the club to hear a talk on Persia by Benjamin who has recently returned from there where he was U.S. Minister. It was extremely interesting and listened to attentively by a good sized audience. Afterwards I talked with Swain Gifford. Weir was there but I saw him only a moment. He seems constrained and abstracted with me and I fear he is no longer interested in me. He gets into rather deep philosophical water for me, I suppose from inhaling the Yale atmosphere. I regret the weakening of old friendships for I am very much attached to him. But he has his own private worries and anxieties and I presume they are not light ones. I do not see why friends cannot share each others anxieties.

Thursday 31. There is something very significant in arriving at the end of the year - a sharp emphasis of the sense of the flight of     

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FUNERAL OF PROFESSOR DRAPER.
The Church of the Transfiguration in East Twenty-ninth-st. near Fifth-ave. was crowded at 2 o'clock yesterday by the friends and pupils of professor John C. Draper, who had come to pay their last tribute of respect to his memory. The members of the faculties, and the students of both the College of the City of New-York and the Medical Department of the University of the City of New-York were among those present. Preceded by the Rev. Dr. George H. Houghton, rector of the church, and his assistant the Rev. Gilbert R. Underhill, the procession filed into the church, the organist, J. P. Dod, playing Chopin's funeral march. The pall-bearers were Professor Henry Drisler, of Columbia College; Dr. Alfred C. Post, ex-Mayor Smith Ely, Dr. Henry D. Noyes, Dr. S. O. Vanderpoel, Edward L. de Lancey, John S. Martin. Dr. Francis Delafleld, C. F. Smylie, Edward L. de Peyster, Colonel Peter S. Michie and Nelson J. Waterbury. The students from the City College numbering nearly 200 were seated together in the right transept, while 300 students from the Medical College occupied seats on the left side of the centre. aisle. Dr. Houghton read the Episcopal burial service, and made a few remarks upon the life and character of the deceased professor.
The choir of twenty boys sand "Lord, let me know mine end and the number of my days," and afterward "O God, our help in ages past." William Courtney sang two solos-"Angels ever bright and fair," and near the close of the service the second one, "I heard a voice from Heaven." The closing anthem was "O mother death, Jerusalem." A special train took the body to Woodlawn Cemetery, the burial being in the family plot. Among those at the funeral were the Rev. Dr. Howard Crosby, Dr. Charles I. Pardee, Dr. William G. Thompson, Dr. Edward D. Fisher, Dr. Alfred L. Loomis, Dr. William C. Jarvis, Dr. William M. Polk, Dr. J. E. Winters, Dr. F. R. S. Drake, Professor R. A. Whitthouse, Dr. J. W. Wright, Dr. H. C. Cooper, Dr. Henry, C. Piffard, Professor L. A. Stimson, Lawrence Johnston, Commodore G. F. Dickinson, Dr. J. B. Knapp, and Stephen A. Walker, president of the Board of Education. 
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