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subject. The dinner passed off more pleasantly and with much more dignity than usual and altogether it was an encouraging occasion. Came to my room at ten. Presently Whittredge who had left to catch a train and got left, came and staid until near 12. We talked over art matters and all the discouragements but tried to take a hopeful view.

Thursday May 13" 1886. This is the second anniversary of Gussies death and I have thought of her and that last sad morning. It has been a rainy day. Weir and Hubbard came in in the afternoon. Weir and I left for New Haven by the 3 o clock train. Found Mrs. Weir awaiting us and more charming than ever. Louise is nearly sixteen and Edith a tall girl, and both very interesting. Louise is much like her Aunt Lily. We sat in the Library after dinner and renewed the friendship of many years in remembrances and talk of those who were our mutual friends in the past. I find them refining and sweetening as the years go by liberal and hopeful in their views of life and trying patiently to understand and accept its lessons.

Friday 14". John and I took a long walk to the top of East Rock which is now included in a city Park. It was a bright, beautiful day and we enjoyed our walk. After lunch we went over to the art school where John delivered his last lecture of this term. Mrs. Weir went with us. We left her there and came on together to New York to go to Milford tomorrow. John went up to Eastmans to dinner and to stay one night. I came to the Century and got my dinner and then came to my room. I found a draft from Bray for the proceeds of my note but nothing from Pinchot about the picture in the Academy. I wrote a short note to Mrs. Weir to tell her how much I had enjoyed my visit.

Saturday 15" Met Weir and Johnson at the 23' St ferry where Pinchot had provided return tickets for us to Port Jervis. We took the 8.45 train. It was a misty morning but the ride through the fresh, spring landscape was very charming. Pinchot and his little son met us with a carriage at Port Jervis and we drove down to Milford where we had a capital lunch at Foucheres hotel. Afterwards we drove up to his new house and went through it. It is in a charming situation and is very large and built after the French chateau's with pointed towers. The interior is very generous and pleasant. We went and looked at the Falls and came back to the village and drove down the valley a few miles and came back to the hotel. Had a splendid French dinner which an elaborate lunch had spoiled, but we sat and talked until midnight. 

Sunday 16" A splendid, brilliant morning. I walked about the pretty village for half an hour before breakfast, and afterward we all walked out up along the Saw Kill to his house which we went over again, then out to the Falls and back along the stream. The place was charming under the brilliant sky. Had our lunch and went out later down to the river, and thoroughly enjoyed the day. Eastman told a funny story of a dream he had in which he climbed over a rocking chain thinking it was a fence and broke it all to pieces. The hotel is most excellent being kept by one of Delmonicos cooks who personally cooks every thing. We had an excellent dinner and sat and talked until late.

Monday 17. Cool and breezy. Left at 7 and drove to Port Jervis where we took the train and came to N.Y. "Toots" Pinchots youngest son, a charming boy coming with us, and here we separated. Pinchot spoke about by picture and told me to keep it at my    

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