Eastman came in while I was at breakfast and wanted me to come up to his studio if I could some time during the day to see a portrait he had been painting. I was waiting for Moore to come to pay me for the two little pictures, which he did shortly after. Two men from the Cincinnati Exposition called while he was here. He paid me for the pictures and took them away telling me he was greatly obliged to me for letting him have them. He is so humble that he quite gets the better of me. After they had gone I went up to Eastmans. I liked his portrait very much. He showed me a head of one of his servant girls which I did not like as to character and I said so. It was well painted but it didnt interest me. I asked to look at the head of my father which he painted last winter and was surprised to see how fine it was and such a good likeness. It was snowing when I returned. Shortly after Girard came in and presently Pinchot. Bayard Taylor had told him about my pictures and he was very anxious to see them. Pinchot is a good fellow and a good friend of mine but he is like most mortals influenced by what he hears other people say, whom he respects. I think he should have bought my "Solitaire" if I had at all tried to influence him. He seemed to like it very much. But he has a number of my pictures and really has no place to put what he has. He made a long visit and I enjoyed it. Mrs. Holt called with Mr. Holts sister in law to ask Gertrude and me to dinner there next Wednesday. I am to let her know on Monday if we can accept. She is a very pretty woman. She thinks my studio the pleasantest one she was ever in. Painted a little which is the daily record here in the city - a little. Dined at the Arlington with Hall, Terry, Lawrence & Taylor. From there went to the Club. It is snowing furiously now eleven o'clock and the street railways are using their sweepers to clear the tracks. The papers say there are two feet of snow up the River. Recd a letter from Gertrude giving an account of the Calico party which came off in the midst of a violent snow storm but which was a success in spite of it. Also a nice letter from Gussie in which she speaks of my picture of the "Christmas Greens" saying she was sure she would like it and wishing she could own it, little dreaming that it is really hers. Her letter was full of tenderness. She is a noble woman and full of genuine feeling.