Rained in torrents all day. Mr. Hoe came in dripping. First time I had seen him since his return. Wants to trade the last small picture I painted him for one of my later ones. I am sure he likes my picture which I painted last spring but he wants to get it without paying much money. I wish he would not be so sharp. He is just the man that a generous impulse would become. Dined with Gifford in company with Richd. Butler and a Mr. Lord, after which we all went to the Union League club to the reception to Lord Houghton. Heard part of his speech which was excellent and most cordial in his expressions of regard for us as a people. Came home late but as I ate and drank nothing but an ice and a glass of water I slept well.