Went to N.Y. yesterday by the Powell and returned this evening. Got some things for the Maine tripe and ordered my boots. Packed some of the furniture in our N.Y. parlor which is to come up tomorrow for my studio. I had so many vivid reminders of dear Gertrude as I was at work getting these things ready to bring back here. Some of them we took down there with us more than twenty years ago. Every thing in that room is associated with her and it was very sad for me to commence to dismantle it. So many things which her own dear hands placed there. It gives me a pang to disturb them. Mary was to have come up with me but concluded not to as Calvert is suffering from a boil. A year ago today we had our pic nic at Binnewater, and the Booths came.