Tuesday, Nov 13, 1883 The wind blew with great violence last night and the papers this morning report it as very severe over a wide area. The mountains are white with snow. I went to my studio and painted on a copy of the picture of my mother painted after death. Edith Cook came up on the W. S. evening train to spend a day or two with Sara by invitation. I had letters from Thompson, Booth and Joe Warren. My father received one from Mr. Geo. H. Wells of Wyalusing Pa. and my sisters had letters of condolence from Rachel Belden (nee Carle) Janette Hubbard, Alice and others.