Monday, December 2, 1872- We dined at Vauxs on Thanksgiving day there being no one there besides his own family and ourselves and Sara who is staying there. It snowed on Friday and the weather was very cold. Horace Greeley to the surprise and grief of every body died on Friday at 7. oclock. The newspapers are filled with genuine expressions of sorrow and alltogether his end was so sorrowful and tragic that it has produced a profound and melancholy impression upon the whole community. Sunday we dined with the Drapers. Today I received a very polite note from Mr. Chickering in answer to one from me in which I declined to send my picture to Boston for his approval, accepting it and telling me to send it on. I wrote to Mr. & Mrs. Grey on Sunday.