Sunday, Sept 9, 1883 A cool autumnal day clear and brilliant all signs of rain having passed, so cool that a fire in the dining room has been comfortable all day. My father, Mary and I attended service at the Presbyterian church. It was communion day and to our surprise my father remained and partook of the communion. He said Mr. Magees invitation was broad enough to include him and Mr. Magee said he intended to include him. Downing and I loaded our things in [?] lumber wagon and brought them from my studio house to be ready in the morning. We went down to John McEntees to [?] and spent the evening there. John [?] drive out to visit our camp.