Tuesday, Mar 15, 1887 Cold as winter and the wind still blowing a gale from N. W. I painted in the rocks and water in my picture from the study I brought down. My box of studies arrived from home. At noon I went down to Cortlandt St and bought some lettuce and some radish seeds which I sent up home for the hot bed. Met Jas. Gifford in the L. train--said his father and Mary are in Pokeepsie. Have not felt at all well today having caught a little cold. Read the plot of Bernhardts play of Theodora by Sardon, in French. Mary and I are going to see her in it at the Star where she is playing now. Around to the club and signed a protest against moving into expensive quarters. Wrote a note to Sara.