The weather continues intensely cold. I did not go out until evening. In the forenoon changed the floor in my Mistletoe picture and improved it but a succession of calls kept me from work. Whittredge came in to get warm as his room was so cold and talked a long while. He has the Academy on the brain. Then Wood came and Church who staid a long time. Katy Holland and a friend called and before they left Mrs. de Forest & Mrs. Church and Frank Weeks and Miss Blake and presently Mr. DeForest and a lady. He wanted me to go to dinner with him but I excused myself and dined alone in my studio as I had to attend a meeting of the Council. Just before dinner I went down to my box and got a letter from Gertrude written on Saturday telling me that Lucy came to town that day and that Maurice was in a dreadful state. Her letter was very despondent and makes me feel very sad. On my way to the Council I called at Marys to see Lucy for a moment. Mary told me Mrs. Stoddard was very ill and she would not be surprised if she did not recover. Sara was in there but had told them to get another physician. Mary gave me to understand what the matter was. I heard today of the sudden death of the artists on Sunday J.O. Eaton and Gilbert Burling. At the close of the council meeting J.G. Brown, Whittredge, Eastman and I agreed to attend Eatons funeral at Yonkers tomorrow. Wrote to Gertrude.