Sunday, Feb 8, 1885 Had my breakfast in my room after a walk up [to?] 24th st & back. Then I walked up to the 42 St. ferry where Eastman had already arrived. It promised snow but before we got to Kingston the sun came out. Tom met us with the two horse sleigh and little Girard was with him. It looked wintry and beautiful and it had snowed a little. Found my father in bed almost helpless from his fall. Eastman and I went in to see him and encourage him. After dinner I took Toby and the [?] and Eastman and I drove out on the Flat bush road and crossing over came home by the Red house. We went and saw my father again who does not like to be alone.