Wednesday, Feb 16, 1887 Spent a part of the day wiping off my framed sketches and carrying them up to my new studio and hanging them on the walls. The carpenter carried up a number of things besides. This evening the carpenter work is nearly done and the floor scrubbed ready for the painter who comes tomorrow morning to color it. I begin to feel now that I shall get in with all my furniture on Friday or Saturday at the farthest. Went to Dr. Taylors as usual. Smith, the Art man of the Minneapolis exposition called this afternoon. This is only a preliminary call but he wants me to contribute and says the exposition is a success. He said they sold $60,000 worth of pictures for cash, stock in the Exposition, and real Estate, a curious and decidedly Western style of business. Still he seems a fair, shrewd man with practical Western ways. Went to the club this evening and wrote to Sara. I wish I had some money to send her. I shall have to have money very soon but fortunately do not worry about it.