Sunday, July 12, 1885 This has been one of the perfect days, cool, serene and in every way charming. Life has seemed a blessing and I have done "little" but enjoy the sweet air and repose of this perfect place. Calvert and all of us have been impressed in the same way and my father retired reluctantly beyond his usual time because it was "so pleasant" as he remarked. I was over at my studio a little while and I wrote a note to Wells and one to Insley telling him I would like his room if he should make a change but would not accept it but with his entire concurrence. Calvert told me of meeting Booth at the Club one day last week at lunch, and that he talked with him without constraint. I think his attitude towards him shows his manliness and his steadiness of character. Booth had been staying at Coney Island. I thought he was at Newport, but Calvert thought he did not seem to be having a good time. My father told us today at dinner that he came to Rondout sixty years ago today.