Friday afternoon Booth and I took a ride over the creek along the river road and came back by S. Rondout. Hot and dusty a part of the way coming home. Saturday after dinner he and Girard, Maurice and I went out to Glen Erie fishing. It was very dusty. A heavy shower came up while we were there and we did not get home until half past 8. They have just gone by the day boat after having had a very pleasant visit. I think they enjoyed it very much. A letter from Miss Durfee regarding my "Wings of the Morning." Asked if I would sell it for stock in the Grand French R. R. paying 15 pct. interest. Wrote her yesterday, but not definitely as to the offer. Wrote to Howard Wilmurt, to Menger sending him an order for the "Sources of the Delaware" for Louisville and to E. A. Maginniss. Yesterday was one of the loveliest of days--pure, sweet and tender. Today is still and partially cloudy. Booth and his wife will have a charming sail to N. Y. After dinner Gertrude and I took a charming ride out to the Binnewater by Lucas' turnpike, where I dug up more wild clematis and looked for my mothers spectacles lost on the pic nic. From there we crossed over to the Marbletown road and came home through Hurley. It was a lovely sober day and we enjoyed it intensely. Our horse has made this summer another thing. I never saw the country looking greener and richer this time of year. My father drove to Lurenkill today to be gone a couple of days. Our family consists of four, my mother, Maurice, Gertrude and me.