Monday, Apr 26, 1886 I drove Calvert up to the 7.40 train through the rain and then went down to the Strand for some paint oil with which I painted the kitchen floor. I also fixed the refrigerator and did various little jobs. Sara feels lonely there but Mrs. Swan is coming Wednesday and she has written for Janett and Mrs. Warren. I feel I ought to be there and would go had I some money. I am staying in N. Y. in the hope of selling something but there really seems very little prospect of it. My chief hope now is that we can sell some of our real estate. At least I mean to try not to trouble and worry but to hope that something will occur to pull us through. I saw in the Freeman last night a notice of the death several weeks ago, of Genl. Sharp's mother and also of Jacob Van Deusen who died on Sunday at the age of 75. The country is most attractive to me now. How I wish I had a little money to do some of the things I would like to do to add to the attractiveness of our really beautiful place. Tom is making the garden. Has peas up as well as salsify, spinach & cucumbers, and planted potatoes last week. I came down in the evening train.