Saturday, Oct 2, 1880 Went to Rondout this morning and got letters from B. F. Butler, a most interesting one from Booth from Paris giving me an account of the Passion Play which he had been to see. He had received my letter with an account of Giffords death. I had a most kind letter from Weir also in which he begs me to struggle against my melancholy. I went out back of the cemetery and made a sketch. The sunlight is so blinding and the disadvantages of painting out of doors so great that I wonder we do any thing. This afternoon my father and mother went out to Hurley and Sara over the creek. I was left alone and went to my studio where I worked on my water color all afternoon. I think it is improved. Have fought all day against a feeling of discouragement and despair. Weirs letter was a help to me and an encouragement. A disturbing circumstance was seeing in the Courier that they had ordered the grading of Chestnut St. This I fear will subject us to a heavy expense which we are so ill able to bear.