Wednesday, Mar 16, 1887 Still cold and windy. Went down town after breakfast and walked up Broadway from the Astor House. Saw Fred Norton at a distance. Am feeling a little depressed the result of my cold. I meet men I knew not long ago as young and active, growing old and showing signs of decline. Life seems very serious and the growing down into old age not inviting. Worked on my picture which now I am anxious to have some of the Artists see. My cold is increasing and I feel badly. Went to the club after reading in "Tartarin" the Lion hunter, which is most amusing.