Greene (E. D. E.) the artist, for many years Treasurer of the Academy died last night. I did not even know he was ill and have learned none of the particulars. This has been a shock to me as it has to every one. There was a meeting of the Council of the Academy at 4, but I could not go on account of my lameness. I went up to Dr. Otis this morning with much difficulty and he confirmed Dr. Joslins decision and to my satisfaction but thinks I have a chance of being cured in a year or two but is not sanguine. At two o'clock I went to Dr. Joslins to see about my boil which has troubled me a good deal. He was not in but Dr. Hunt immediately pronounced it a Carbuncle, gave me some medicine and told me to keep as quiet as possible. He is to come tomorrow to see me. A lady called this morning, a Miss Stillman a teacher from Alleghany Co, and wanted to see my pictures having seen them at the Centennial and being familiar with my work. I took her to Giffords, De Haas', Woods and J. G. Browns. She was a timid woman and seemed much gratified by this little attention. I had my dinner in my room alone. Mary who came down from Rondout today, came over to see me this evening and Bowyer came to go home with her. My carbuncle does not trouble me while I am quiet but I fear it will have to be burned out. I wrote to Nannie from whom I had a letter this morning about some curtain rods. Mary tells me her mother, Mrs. Dibblee died on Sunday night but Nannie did not get word until yesterday. Wrote to John Sanford, to Walter North and to Mrs. Weir.