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Troy at 2 o'clock and at 4 he was dead. Ehringer and I were friends before and during the war and had an art class together when the war broke out, but we had a little quarrel a few years later and we have not spoken to each other for twenty years. He was a bright, genial, witty, and companionable man, but he was always fancying himself insulted and guarded with most of his friends. He was very unjust and insolent to me and I made him acknowledge he was wrong, the proof being one of his own letters which I sent him. I long ago ceased to feel any hostility to him but I  never wished to renew the acquaintance for I had lost all respect for him. I still have the letters which passed between us during our fierce quarrel, but I shall destroy them now.  - Hicks came to see me and made a long call. I wrote him yesterday about Mrs. Darleys letter. He evidently dont want these caricatures published but didnt want me to use his name to Mrs. Darley as objecting. I wouldnt care a rap if they were published and I told him so. I wrote to Jas. Hart that I was going to resign from the Jury of selection for the Paris Exposition thinking that as he is a friend of Rush Hawkins the Art. Com. he might have some one to name in my place. Edith Cork and Mrs. Pychouska called on me Saturday. This is the anniversary of my mothers birth day. It has rained this evening and is warm again. The papers are all commenting on the extraordinary weather.

Friday Jan 25" 1887. Sedgwick and I went home by the afternoon train. We were driven to the house in a sleigh. It was warm however and the snow was wasting.

Saturday 26" Sedgwick went skating with Jeremy down at the Point inside the dike, while I got my traps together and began packing my trunk. I went down town on some errands and told [[?]] I had brought up his picture which he came for in the afternoon. Julia Sharpe, Jake's daughter lunched with us. A very nice girl, much like her mother. She is visiting at Genl Sharpes and is to return on Tuesday to Milwaukee   

Saturday 27" It has rained and frozen most of the day. I went to Mr. Sawyer from whom I framed a nice letter on my arrival home. We had John McEntee and Julia, Girard and May and Jeremy to dinner and had a very pleasant day. I got my trunk packed and hope I have not forgotten anything and arranged money for Sara during my absence. We had a cab come for me as it was raining and came away by the evening train. This is my final visit home before leaving for Mexico on Thursday. I shall miss my weekly winter visits home and I hope Sara will not be too lonely. Walked up to Kingston Saturday night to attend the Question Club at Dr. Van Slykes. I had been urged to read my essay on Michael Angelo which I read at the Literary Club 11 years ago and I consented. I took both parts along to consult Mr. Van Slyke as to which one I should read and finally settled on the last part as the shorter, but after I had read that there was a very earnest call for the other and I was obliged to read it. I was entirely willing to do so when I saw that they really wished me to. All seemed gratified. The last time I saw Mrs. Cantine