[newspaper clipping attached describing mild winter weather] I went home a week ago on Saturday and did not return until yesterday. The weather has been charming but I have been full of anxiety. Our taxes and interest are due and we have nothing to meet them with. Mrs. Pychouska brought Mr. Dodd over today to see my picture. He seemed to like it but talked of another one that he had seen. He is going to try to bring Mrs. Dodd over to see it but she is an invalid and there is no telling when she will come or whether she will like it if she sees it. I hope he will buy it but it is only a hope and meanwhile I try hard to be contented and hopeful. Mrs. Stella Coen died yesterday morning at 3 o'clock. Sara went down to see about her as she had been very ill, and returned just before I left. Although expected it saddened us all. I came from home very reluctantly leaving them at home to their anxieties but bringing mine with me. I had written a letter to Gussie and one to Lucy and was finishing them after I got here when Calvert came in and told me Julia was ill at Mr. Braces where she went to visit on Thursday. Had been dangerously ill but had passed the crisis. Mary was there with her. Calvert felt badly and wanted me to go to Mr. Frothinghams with him to attend a meeting of the Fraternity Club which I did reluctantly as I did not feel like going out. We got home late. The weather had become bitterly cold. We smoked a cigar and afterwards I wrote to Gertrude and did not retire until after 12 oclock. Booth had been here yesterday and left me a season ticket for Gertrude and me and a friendly little note.