Monday, Oct 5, 1885 The air was cool and autumnal this morning. Calvert and I walked up to the Keykout, returning in time for dinner. I am to [sic] absorbed in thinking of affairs to enjoy a walk. We talked of what we would like to do and both agreed that we would be content with simple things and a state of life which would be free from the worries of any ambition to live in a luxurious way. I want to escape all that friction and be able to enjoy nature untrammeled with the cares that come of great possessions. Sara went to a meeting at the House and Calvert went home by the 4.35 train leaving my father and me alone here. I read Romola and tried to interest him as well as I could by reading this letter of Albert Pikes and a letter I received today from Tom McEntee. Calvert and I arranged that if either of us received our money we would go out among the mountains for a while.