Sunday, Apr 25, 1880 Sunday is always a trying day to me in New York and I would like to have been at home today. Calvert and I walked up to 45th St. to see the new music hall. I lunched with the Bachelders meeting Mrs. Jackson "H. H" whom I had not seen since I met her in Rome in 1868-9. She had grown very stout. She impressed me differently from what she did then. Is more self asserting, thinks she is being poisoned by the air and water of N.Y. and that altogether it is a bad place to live in. Thinks Wm. Hunt was a very great man and that his pictures will grow more valuable. Struck me as a little sarcastic and smart, but very chatty and bright. I confess to a little disappointment but I ought not to judge on so short an interview. Came to my room after sitting a while with Mr. Bachelder and then went to Eastman Johnsons to dine. Booth and his wife and Edwina were there, Hattie, Mrs. Ketchum and her daughter and Phil. Wilson. Mrs. Barnard came in just as we were through dinner and amused us all with her blundering simplicity. Had gone all about the city in the evening and had never been spoken to! Mrs. Ketchum is a very charming woman to me. A sweet womanly face that has kept its sweetness through a heavy sorrow. I met her there once before several years ago.