Monday, Mar 9, 1885 Very cold last night. The mercury must have been down to zero for it was only 3 above at 7.30. Tom has made a hot bed but has not planted it yet, luckily. I came away in the noon train but did not get to my room until nearly 4. I had not fairly got there before Miss Mc Coy came and staid more than an hour. I was cold and tired and jaded but I was kind to her for I feel sorry for her. Poor girl! She brought me a few flowers. I found here these tickets from Bram Stoker to see Irving in Eugene Aram this evening and Mary, Marion and I went. It was one of those plays I do not like but he and Miss Terry acquitted themselves admirably. There was a large, fashionable and enthusiastic audience. I saw Stoker as we went in and thanked him for the tickets.