John & Lucy staid at my rooms, had breakfast and went home at 9 o'clock by Wallkill Valley. Lucy talked just enough with me to revive some things that have made me very unhappy but I have tried to work and forget. Had a lovely letter from Sara. Took a long walk after they went and tried to drive away my torturing thoughts. Came back and painted on the little heads which I am practicing on. Wheeler called. They want me to come down there. Joe Tomkins came to Marys while we were at dinner. He came on a few days ago. He looks much better. Called on the Stoddards. Mrs. Stoddard like her old self. I feel depressed tonight. Have read some of Gertrudes letters and Oh! how I miss that never failing love. I cannot help longing and grieving for her tonight.