Friday, Feb 27, 1880 Began a picture 24x36 from a small sketch of Hunter Mountain and the uplands near Riggens. Booth came and we talked for an hour or so. He told me that when he was engaged to Miss Hanel he was sitting near her and talking about their approaching marriage and some remark was read as to whether any thing could happen to interfere with it, when suddenly there was a small puff of smoke close to them, like an explosion with no noise but a strong smell of gun powder. This was about a week before the assassination of the President. Miss Durfee and Miss Hallowell called while he was here. Stedman came in the afternoon. He offered to buy my Venetian Glass, but I cannot bear to part with it. Called at Frank Weeks' in the evening. They had just had news of the death of his brothers wife. Mrs. Churchs sister and Mr. Weeks had gone up there. There was a Miss Whitman there who had made a good crayon portrait of Mr. Weeks. Stopped at the Century. Saw Stoddard. Poor fellow. He looked badly and talked very coarsely. I saw him drink three times in about fifteen minutes. Stedman told me how he had meant to have had all Stoddards debts paid for him and get him a place at the Harpers and advise him to go to Summit to live but that Lizzie had said that Mr. Harper refused to help them long ago and that in Stedmans present feeling towards Stoddard they could not accept any favors from him.