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short dark days. They never sadden me. They are soothing and quieting. I was surprised to find that one of the French landscape painters expressed the same idea to his friends to their great wonder. I think it was Rousseau but am not sure. I was at Wilmurts this morning. Tommy came in looking very sad. I had an idea Wilmurt was a widower but this was Tommy's mother. He sent me the frame for Husteds picture and it has gone this evening. Major Wilkinson came in about noon and spent a half hour with me. I began his little picture this afternoon, but have worked all day on Mr. Welles' picture. I wrote to Husted this evening and sent him the bill for the frame, tablet and boxing $22. Miss Thomas spent the evening at Marys and I went home with her. A cold wave had arrived since I went over to dinner and it has snowed a little. The wind blew violently and it was bitterly cold. I was glad to get to my warm room. 

Saturday Friday Dec. 22" 1888. Very cold. Went to the dentists and have been painting on a little picture of Maurices cottage at Bisby for Robt Wilkinson. Nicoll has just been in to tell me that Hubbard is dead! I can not realize it. He had no particulars but says Frank the fireman told him his brother had been over and said he died yesterday about noon very suddenly. Another of my old friends gone, and it fills me with sorrow to think of it. Attended a meeting of the Paris Jury at the Academy and afterwards went around to the Century. 

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DEATH OF RICHARD W. HUBBARD
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The death of Richard W. Hubbard age seventy-three, the well-known landscape painter, at his home, No. 121 St. James Place, Brooklyn, was announced yesterday. Mr. Hubbard became a member of the National Academy in 1858, and for several years was president of the Brooklyn Art Association. He came of an old Connecticut family, and was related to the famous Governor Hubbard, of that State. Mr. Hubbard was a landscape painter, and his principal work as an artist was accomplished some years ago, when American artists were just beginning to obtain a secure foothold in public esteem. Kensett, the Giffords, Eastman Johnson, Arthur Quartley, W. T. Richards, Winslow Homer, Oertel and other artists, whose technical education was mostly obtained at home, were his contemporaries. His landscapes were almost entirely taken from American scenery, and the Catskills, Lake George and the Hudson River were the grounds he traversed the oftenest in his sketching tours.
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DEATH OF RICHARD W. HUBBARD.
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Richard William Hubbard, N.A., died suddenly last night at his house in Brooklyn, No. 121 St. James Place. Mr. Hubbard was born in Middleton, Ct., October 15, 1816. He was educated at Middleton Academy and Yale, and afterwards moved to New York. He went to Brooklyn to live later, and established a studio in that city. He travelled extensively in France and England, and spent a great deal of time there in study. In 1858 he was elected a National Academician, and was President of the Artists' Fund Society of New York and the Brooklyn Art Association.
 
The funeral will take place at the house, Monday afternoon at half-past two o'clock.
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INGRAM.——At Kingston, N. Y., on December 6, 1888, Tjerck Ingram, aged 76 years.
Funeral from the residence of his son-in-law, William Smith, on Henry-street, Saturday afternoon. at 1 o'clock. Relatives and friends are invited to attend.

LEFEVRE.——At Whiteport, N. Y., on December 6,
1888, William H. LeFevre, in his 57th year.
Funeral from the St. Remy Reformed Church, on Sunday afternoon, at 2:30. Relatives and friends are invited to attend without further notice.

LEONARD.——Int his City, on December 6, 1888, Mrs. Mary Leonard, aged 69 years.
Funeral from her residence, on the Strand, Saturday morning, at 9:30 A. M. and from St. Mary's Catholic Church, at 10 o'clock. Relatives and friends are invited to attend without further notice.

VAN LEUVEN.——On December 5, 1888, Cornelius
M. VanLeuven, aged 86 years.
Funeral on Saturday, at 11 o'clock, A.M., from the residence of his son, James VanLeuven, on Hurley-avenue. Relatives and friends invited without further notice. Carriages will leave the Eagle Hotel at 10:45 for those who desire to attend.
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Sunday 23. Went home with the 9.50 morning train via the Erie and the "short cut" to Newburgh, taking near four hours to reach Newburgh. Did not get to Kingston until 3. There was no cab and I missed the car and had to walk and carry my heavy valise filled with the Xmas things. I was nearly tired out when I reached home. It was a warm day and I was dressed very warmly.

Monday 24" A warm mild day like a spring day. No snow in sight any where. Took a walk over to the cemetery to look at the spot where our beloved dead sleep through the festal days as well as the days of sadness. The dead stalks of the summer flowers stood upon dear Gertrudes as well as my mothers grave and the flag placed there last decoration day by the Grand Army flapped in the breeze above Maurices resting place. What a change in my life has their going made, and how sadly I looked upon this spot where they lie unconscious of me who come here, I know not why, if it be not to sadden myself anew. I walked over beyond the new part of the cemetery where Gertrude and I used to go and gathered a handful of laurel and some of the scarlet berries of the black alder, which I placed above the portraits of dear Gertrude, my father and Mother and Gussies photograph. Sara received a very nice and affectionate  

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