Monday, Apr 26, 1880 I had such a vivid but brief dream of darling Gertrude this morning, as all my other brief glimpses of her have been. Just a moment of our ordinary life, as though she were still with me. I thought she was by my side and she looked so well and strong and not thin and ill as in her last years. How sweet it was for a brief moment to be with her and to feel her love and to look into her sweet and trusting face. Have painted all day but feel a great depression and discouragement and depression. Mary, Julia and I made a wedding call on Mrs. Grootes daughter. The meeting of the Council added to my discouragement. More pictures have sold at the Academy then usual but the fact remains that the people of this great city take no interest in their artists and the outlook is most discouraging to me. It seemed to me I was never more discouraged than tonight.