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had a talk with Prof. Raymond until after midnight. He is familiar with the West having been in charge of the geology of all the land West of the Missisippi thirty years ago.

Thursday March 13, 1890.  In my room all day and painting on my brook picture, which with all I can do does not please me.  There is a disagreeable quality pervading it and in what it consists I am not able to say.  I wrote to Whittredge and sent a note to Kenneth Cranford telling him I found his and his wifes cards on my door on my return from home and hoped he would call again. I received a note from de Forest saying Beard could remain in his studio if he would pay next years rent in advance and hereafter when he failed to pay in advance on Mar. 1" of each year he must vacate his studio. I called on the Stoddards to get some gossip about Hawthorne. Mrs. Stoddard was very pleasant but Dick was not talkative, still he was cordial. They struck me as growing old as we all are.

Friday 14" It began to rain last night just as I started on my way to dinner and it has rained at intervals all day today. I have been painting on my picture and have improved it but it has not the qualities I wish it had. I think if I were to spend less time in painting and more in studying what my pictures lack perhaps it would be well for me. - The money for my "Northern Winter" from the Water Color Society came today $150 less 15 p. ct. commission - I sent my two pictures to the Academy today "Northern Winter" and "The fall of the Year" the former 30 x 36 and the latter 24 x 36 although this winter was painted first and the water color is a copy of it I dare say I will be criticised for having duplicated the water color.
[[left margin]] Sent pictures to Academy [[/left margin]]

Saturday 15" Raining and snowing with wind N. W. and predictions of cooler weather. A letter from Whittredge who seems to feel much better. Went home by 11.30 train. Bright but plenty of wind. Mrs. Sheffield and her daughter rode up on the hill with me (Miss Carries step mother I did not however know who they were until they stopped at Cantines. I found Louise Broadhead visiting Sara and she went away to Mr. Finches Harry Finch is very ill and it is expected he may die at any moment.

Sunday 16" Snowed in the night but melted when the sun rose. I have a restless and somewhat depressed feeling. I think of dear Gertrude and long for her so often. It would seem so different if she were here. In the evening Sara and I went down to Cantines as Miss Carrie wished we would, and called on her "Mama" as she calls her. She seems a very vivacious and interesting woman and Mrs. Cantine had so great an affection for her and always spoke so warmly of her as does Carrie that we were glad to meet her and she seemed equally pleased to meet us, of whom whe had heard so much. Mrs. Cantine used to say she thought she must be very much like Gertrude. Perhaps she may be. I could easily think so as she has a fine carriage, an affable manner and her step daughters say she is most amiable. It grew colder in the afternoon.

Monday 17" Down town and had my beard trimmed and learned some of the gossip of the town at the barbers shop. The Cornell Steam Boat Co. have sold out the freight and passenger business to the Romier & Tremper Co. Mrs. Sheffield and her daughter and Carrie called. They were delighted with the place. Mrs. S. was from Utica and remembers Will Dutton and she thought she had heard Gertrudes name - They returned to N.Y. today. I saw Cantine down town. He told me that Gill the P.M. had applied for a free delivery and a better office. Cantine had got a P.O. inspector to come here and it was shown him we were fully entitled to it both by reputation and revenue. He says Cornell is opposed to it and that some of the business men are fearing people wont come in from the outlying districts to trade if their mail is delivered to them. There is public spirit. - The question club met at my home. Only Sev. Bel. and Ella Forsyth, John Forsyth

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