Wednesday, August 27, 1873- Downing and I took the boat after breakfast and sailed down to Esopus light house with a fair wind and the ebb tide. After fishing there and having no luck the tide having turned we beat back with a good breeze going up the river as far as the upper ice house. Alltogether we had a delightful day, not too hot and the sun obscured by clouds much of the time. The days are charming now, cool and delightful. The county is as green as June and it seems to me that one of the happiest summers of my life is coming to a close, in such marked contrast to last summer. Mary returned from her visit to Newport last night.