Painted a little sketch of last evenings effect, worked a little on the figure picture and as the day was very dark worked a little trimming my grape vines until I cut my thumb. How much more cheerful the house seems when we have some one with us. We shall miss Mary very much when she goes. It rains every day so that we cannot go to Palenville as we intended to. Tonight it is raining again. A poor man came to me while I was trimming my vines with stove polish to sell. I was busy and did not notice him closely but after he went I thought how dear Gertrude would have inquired about him and so I stopped him and talked with him. He said he had consumption and was very poor. Had a family and found it very difficult to make a living. He looked very feeble. I was glad I spoke kindly to him and I bought some of his polish for which he thanked me.