Sunday, June 12, 1881 There was a total eclipse of the moon last night about midnight which I fortunately awoke in time to see. A beautiful day after the rains. Took a walk over beyond the cemetery and brought home some laurel. Went to church with my mother, Miss Hamilton and Sara. Mr. Clarks sermon was dry and not interesting to me. The singing always affects me and brings tears to my eyes, for I think of my dear Gertrude and how her sweet voice used to rise over all the others when she sang in church. It was communion Sunday and we came away leaving my mother there. I always feeled turned out on such occasions. Gilleth and his Daughter Kate called. He was very garrulous and talked freely of private and family matters particularly of his son-in-law. Dewitt Roora came to see me about renting my house, but I told him I did not want to rent it. Miss Hamilton returned to Kingston having much enjoyed her visit. Wrote to Jake Sharpe. Poor Mrs. Matt Snyder died yesterday after suffering a long time with a cancer.