Wednesday, Jan 5, 1887 Jamie, Sara and I went for a ride this morning taking Mary and Dwightie as far as Mr. Brighams where we left them. We drove out on the Saugerties road, crossed over to the Flat-bush road and came home by the river road through Rondout, stopping at the post office. The sleighing is perfect and the temperature just right for riding with indications of more snow. As I was putting the [?] into the sleigh in front of the house I stepped on the upper step of the piazza and fell to the bottom striking my back on the edge of the step. Tonight I feel quite lame and sore, too much to go over to the toboggan slide with Mr & Mrs. Cantine, Sara and Jamie. It was snowing when they came for us. They went over and found the slide was not open as there was too much snow, about three inches on it. I hear not a word from our venture. Indeed I have no right to expect to as yet but I cant help wondering if it is to be a dead failure. [in margin] Aunt Anne died aged 85 years.