Sunday, Feb 27, 1887 The wind blowing a gale from N. W. but not very cold. Girard and Mary and John McEntee dined with us and spent the evening. Girard says the "party from N. Y." who applied to John McCausland for our place is "Sam Coykendall" I told Girard he need say nothing about it until he spoke to him again when he could say the place is not for sale. Girard told me Cornell asks for a place on Chester St, a small house worth about $800 on a lot about 45x90, $3,600. I think our lots will be in demand at $500, and I hope soon to ask more. My father did not seem at all bright. He has caught cold and that affects him. Sara said he seemed a little despondent but I talked cheerfully to him. Sara had an alarming letter from Emily Warner. The Dr. thinks Janette is in a very precarious condition, although a later postal card said she was better--but I fear she has not long to live and has great suffering to look forward to. It grew colder towards night. It looks like mid-winter up home and the river is as solid as it has been at any time.