Thursday, Nov 10, 1881 Got a man to Kalsomine the ceiling of my bed room and engaged a painter. The paper hanger came in the afternoon. Two ladies called with a letter of introduction from Mrs John Stebbins and found me in the midst of all this disorder. One of them Mrs. Smith of Washington paints and was very desirous of seeing me paint. Gave them half an hour in the midst of mattresses, pictures and general household wreck. Dined with the Stoddards. Linton was to be there but went home ill. "Uncle Edward" as usual came in presenting to my mind the usual riddle of his relationship, which I cannot guess. I cant forget my old affection for the Stoddards but there is a feeling of compassion towards them for a loss I cannot decide how to name in the years that have gone by since I first knew them. Left at 9 and called on Mrs. Taylor to talk about the drawing for the ballads. Assured her that I had not thought of laying any of the blame upon her but told her I felt I had been shabbily treated by the publishers.