Monday, Feb 16, 1880 Came down to day by Hudson River road. Nannie McEntee came down and we sat together. It was a warm clear day and I was very reluctant to come away from home. I wish I could feel it were nice for me to stay there and paint in my studio, but I am afraid it would not do. When I got to my studio I found my piano was gone and a letter from Mr. Chickering enclosing check for it for $175. It caused me a pang for it was associated with dear Gertrude, but I know it is best. I am glad it went when I was not here. I could never sell our piano at home for that is closely associated with her and our early married life when she used to play and sing so much. My father drove me to the ferry today. I told him how I dreaded to leave home and how unhappy I am every where. He thinks I have dyspepsia. He said "I am happy and contented every where. It is no mere lip service either for I am thankful for all the blessings I enjoy and it seems wrong to me to complain.["] This is a great encouragement to me. I found Downing ill in bed from diphtheritic sore throat.