Monday, Feb 21, 1881 Snowed a little last night. Maurice drove me over the river in the sleigh and I came down by the noon train. I feel so sad always on leaving home. I would be glad if I had made provision for the summer and were going home to stay. Perhaps it is better for me to be here, but I am so lonely and sad and homesick that life is not very enticing here. Whenever I see any little thing associated with dear Gertrude I want to take every thing connected with her home and stay there where my own people are. I found a letter at home from Janette. Attended the Council.