Tuesday, Jan 6, 1885 I had a headache when I went to bed and awoke late this morning. It was raining and has been about as dismal a day as one could well imagine. I have painted all day on my Winter which I took up yesterday. I hope it is good. It seems so to me but I feel a little discouraged today as I always do [in] such weather. Bowyer came in a little while. I called to see Beard. Attended the Twelfth Night Festival at the Century. There was a large attendance and every one seemed to enjoy it. I staid until 1 o'clk. A number came in costume but the majority wore scarfs and paper caps furnished by the club. Hopkinson Smith was very funny as "Kyurnel Kyaster" and excellently done up. There was a little fun in the big room at a so called "business meeting" a supper with plenty of champagne and songs and story telling in the gallery. The exhibition of burlesque pictures was a marked feature.