Sunday, Sept 27, 1885 It has been a warm day with hazy atmosphere and very little wind, what there was being from the North. This evening it was so warm we sat with all the doors and windows open as in midsummer. I have written to Tom McEntee and to Whittredge who is to go to Pine Hill tomorrow. I go to New York tomorrow morning by the 7.40 train to see about Katy Burns. If it should be as warm as today I will wish I had staid at home. My father has been down stairs nearly all day. I gave him a bath this morning and thus more fully realized how helpless he is.