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Sunday Aug. 11" 1889. We had a perfect day with brilliant air and a cool delightful temperature. Calvert and I went over the ground carefully and have revised the plan in entirely new lines and arranging it so that it will probably sell more readily and for more money. John McEntee came up at 5 o'clock and we went over the ground with him, discussing some points but in the end we were all three in entire accord. We now think the whole plan settled. Downing will come up the last of the week and run out the new lines and make a map. It is too cool for comfort this evening. 

Monday 12" The same perfect weather, toward evening a most rich effect of sunset light. I went down town shortly after breakfast and the day being favorable resumed my picture of the ferry. The sloop had gone off the ways and a small steamer lay in front of an unfinished part of the picture, but I did as well as I could and finished about noon, leaving my sketching traps down there as I may go there to make another picture. On my way home I was told Palmer Canfield had had a stroke of paralysis. I saw him on my way down going toward his store as well apparently as ever. I even took wood this forenoon on my way down and told him that I would like to talk with him some day when I had time on the matter of Calvert St. That I found he had an impression I intended disregarding his rights in the matter, which I had no idea of doing. He was very polite and said he does not suspect me of any such thing. I told him I was engaged this forenoon but would see him soon. 

Tuesday 13. When I went down the hill this morning I saw crape [[crepe]] on the door of Palmer Canfields house and a man at Haucks brewery told me he died this morning about 7 O'clock. Dr. Win. Crispell told me later that the paralysis affected his throat and he choked to death. I called at Girards office and his 
young man Fred told me he had just started for Fairview where the barn was burning on which he had an insurance. It burned to the ground with all the just gathered crops as well as a lot of Capt. Andersons furniture.- John McEntee came for me about 3 o'clock and we drove out on the Sawkill road to get some "Dobsons" for bait. At the bridge we saw three or four boys catching them and we bought all they had, over a hundred. John spoke of another casualty in Rondout. A lawyer whom I do not know fell dead. We came home through Washington Avenue and Warren St. I was astonished at the number of new homes which have been and are being built. The city is growing rapidly and it made us both hopeful for our contemplated sale. I had a letter from Miss Nesmith from Lake Placid where she is having a most enjoyable experience. While John and I were away, Mrs. Wood, neé Fide Penfield, her husband and a daughter 12 years old called. She was a most attractive person to me as a girl and after her marriage, while visiting here I made an attempt at painting her, but her time was limited and a dark thunderstorm came up, and of course I failed. That must have been more than twelve years ago for it was before her daughter was born.- We had a slight shower in the late afternoon and rain in the night. 
[[left margin]] Death of P. A. Canfield. [[/left margin]]

Wednesday 14". Rained most of the night and all forenoon so of course we did not go fishing. Sara and I wish we could buy the homestead and I am making calculations in order to see if it would be wise to do it and sell my place. John McEntee thinks this house ought not to be considered as f any value and we would rather have it than a new one. If I could see my way clear to sell 

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