Tuesday, May 5, 1885 Still cold and chilly. I went to Pokeepsie by the 11.55 train to attend Katie Wilkinson French's funeral which took place at the house of her brother Robert at 2 oclock. Saw her mother, James Gifford and his wife, Alice and her husband and Eddie Wilkinson who came from the West. Col. French, Katies husband is in Sitka, Alaska, the collector of the port. He had been at Portland, Oregon lately from which place he wrote, and they telegraphed him there, but as he had not answered he had probably returned to Sitka in which case he will not hear of her death for at least a fortnight. What a blow it will be to him alone in that forlorn spot. She died suddenly, in a moment from Aneurism of the heart, Robert told me. I rode to the cemetery in the carriage with Mr. Dreyfus and Mr & Mrs. Cooley. Mr Cooley was an army friend of the Majors and is a partner of Ben Knower. I had an interesting conversation with him. We came back to the house where I saw Katies two dear little daughters, twins a little over two years old, lovely, winning little things. Lily Wilkinson is sick with a fever. Mary Gifford was there and I asked her to go home with me on Saturday, which she hopes to do. I came home by the 5.30 Hudson River train and in the evening Sara and I and Girard and Mary went to a concert at Liscombs Hall given for the benefit of the Industrial home. A Miss Runals sang and recited. The [?] sisters also sang several times as well as the Amphrons, a [choral?] society led my Mr. Budington. It was very much enjoyed by a [?] house.