I hardly closed my eyes all last night. I think owing to drinking a cup of tea at Mr. Frothinghams. I was utterly miserable and all my anxieties came over me with redoubled force. Booth sat to me again today and I got interested in my picture and advanced it considerably. He seems very hopeful of the result and has no doubt of my ability to do them all nicely. Mary & Calvert breakfasted with me, I had a talk with Calvert who encouraged me and I felt better. We dined together and went up and called on Prof. Joy who has been ill all summer and who with his family is going to Stockbridge to live for the winter. I feel myself visibly losing my hold on the city and long for the time to come when I can live most of the time in the country.