Sunday, Jan 29, 1882 My Dear Gertrudes birth day. She would have been fifty eight years old, she whom the changeful years can no longer touch. Calvert and I were invited up to Mr. Braces at Dobbs Ferry to spend the day. We took the 9 o'clock train and met Emma at the station about to take the train to go to church at Irvington. I was to go for her with the sleigh but Miss Noxon went not knowing I was to go. Mr & Mrs. Brace, Calvert and I took a walk up to where Mr. Olyphant used to live. The wind blew cold from the N.W. and we soon returned and spent the rest of the day, the house dining about 3 and returning to town by the 5 oclk train. I went up to Eastman Johnson's who asked me last night by telegraph to come up to dinner to meet Healy. He did not come. Found Mrs. Gifford there. After dinner we went up into the studio and saw Eastman's pictures and then I came home. This is always a sacred day to me and always will be. I have had a happy restful day and have thought so much of my darling whose sweet spirit I know has been near me to bless this day. Emma Brace in her vivacity and her innate grace reminds me more and more of her, as she was when she was her age. A directness and a brightness of character which I meet in few.