A very hot day. Mr. & Mrs. Sawyer, my father and mother, Mary & Sara went out by the 1 o'clk train to Binnewater to a pic-nic of the Veterans of the 120th Regt. There must have been 1200 people there. An address by Genl. Sharp, a song [?] the High Falls band were the entertainment. It was very hot. We did not get back until after 7. The Literary Club was to meet here and we were nervous for fear they would come before we got home. The meeting was a pleasant one although we were all too tired to enjoy it much. An essay was read by Mr. Wallace on "Some of the Causes of the French Revolution". It showed some considerable research but was dry to me and too long; perhaps it might have seemed less so if I had not been so tired. Found a letter from Weir urging me to come to Sugar Loaf tomorrow but have written him I cannot. I know some of our club members missed dear Gertrude tonight. Mrs. Frissable spoke to me of her and of how my room reminded her of her. Dr. Blauvelt was here looking well but is still staying at Pokeepsie. I wrote part of a letter to Nett Sterling last night.