Eastman and I went to Rondout on Saturday by the 8. a.m. train. My father drove over on the ice and met us at Rhinebeck. It was a fine winter day growing colder in the afternoon. After dinner we drove down to the lower ice house ex-[section of entry missing] went to Tiffanys this morning and bought a beautiful little silver pitcher for Ma's 70th birthday on Friday and had it engraved with her initials and the date. A young man calling me by name asked if we would not like to see some of the things they showed in Paris at the Exposition when he took us to a private room and showed us some rare and artistic silver with other metals introduced. They were entirely unique and most beautiful.