Saturday, June 19, 1880 I arose feeling very wretched, thinking of dear Gertrude and of how empty and forlorn my life is without her. Her companionship is the one thing I keep longing for and looking for and without it there seems no real satisfaction in life. More to pass the time than for any other reason I took my box and went out towards the cemetery and made a sketch of Hussey Hill and the Common. When I came home found a letter from Booth full of trouble. At the last his wife seems not to be able to go abroad with him and he wants Julia Vaux and me to go, for a few months. I dont understand whether he means to return then or to remain and let us return. I shall go to N. Y. to see him tomorrow as Mary is going home then. He is in great trouble and evidently needs a friend and I must go and see him.