Friday, April 1, 1887 Snowed at intervals most of the day. I am at work gradually selecting my studies and pictures and working on them with a view to selling them at Auction a year hence if I think the time favorable. Bristol called with two men from Auburn N. Y. who want pictures for an exhibition there. I have agreed to let them have three small ones. They think Howland a lawyer there, a rich man and an old school friend of mine would be quite likely to buy one and regretted very much I could not let them have the one I have promised to the Hamilton Club of Brooklyn. Bristol told me that Smillie had sold five pictures within a few days and that Wordsworth Thompson had sold every thing he had except his Academy pictures. This is encouraging but I keep thinking of the very bad treatment I have received in the hanging of two of my pictures at the Academy. I think Eastman ought not to have allowed me to be treated with such utter lack of respect. I certainly would not have permitted any such treatment of any Academician of the least merit. He shall know that I am aggrieved, but I shall say little about it to any one else. Pinchot called. He likes his picture and saw it in an excellent light today. He wants me to go to Milford with him when we have some decent weather to spend Sunday. I went to an exhibition of Amateur and professional photographs this evening and saw many beautiful things. Sometimes I feel it would be well to get a small camera so as to get fleeting bits from Nature. Have felt a little despondent today the result I think of dwelling on my treatment at the Academy, being wounded in the house of my friends.