Thursday, July 26, 1883 Partly packed my trunk to see if I could get all my things in in anticipation of hearing from Whittredge who was to start yesterday or today. This afternoon Mr. Sawyer, Downing and I went up to the Union Station to see the people go to the mountains. We returned by Jacobs Valley and across by the cemetery. It was pretty warm but has been cool this evening. A letter from Eastman who is still in N. Y. attending to repairs on his house. It is raining now as I write.