Have not felt at all well today and have been greatly depressed. I have thought so much of dear Gertrude and have longed so for her today that it seemed I could not live without her. I have been looking over the closets and came upon so many things to remind me of her. Have painted but very little today, mostly on a little picture of her but with no success. H. K. Brown came about noon and seemed very glad to see me. He seems feeble but not so feeble as I feared and his mind is apparently as clear as ever it was. We talked of life, of death and immortality and I was refreshed by his calm trust in an all wise Creator and an unshaken faith in an immortal future. He lunched with me and then went up to Wards. My head ached at dinner time and I felt very lonely. Mrs. Hopper dined at Marys and after dinner we went to Mr. Haydocks to see a play in which Bowyer appeared which was very clever and amusing.