Tuesday, May 10, 1887 Another beautiful day. Tom has planted the potatoes and is going on now with the planting as fast as he can. He let the cows out into the pasture today. I busied myself with various things but am stiff and sore from my work yesterday. Am melancholy and despondent, thinking and brooding over our affairs which it seems to me are getting into a bad state. Sara is busy with the house cleaning and has all the courage of her mother. She is a treasure. My father seems very well and enjoys the spring landscape from his window. It all seems to be depressing because I associate it with work and worry and the hopeless tasks that seem to accumulate before me. I came away with the 4 35 train. It was very warm and I had on my winter suit. I sheared poor old Park yesterday and had a most difficult and disagreeable job. Frank Waters came down in the train as far as Pokeepsie. I think from what he intimated that he is bearing something[,] the same anxieties that I am. He told me Mr. Cranes property is advertised for sale on the 28th. He is to be turned out penniless in his old age. I feel very sorry for him and it frightened me with the suggestion of what may happen to us. When I arrived at my room I found Mr. Batcheler's card, a note from Annie Norton enclosing Jas. Beerman Johnstons check for $50 for poor old Mrs. Winters care, another note from the assignee of Union Adams requesting me to send a check for my account, and a letter from the man we sent the little picture to saying he had returned it for me to repair. A curious letter but rather friendly on the whole. This Union Adams affair troubles me. Vanderlip said I would hear no further from it but he acts very strangely and I am anxious about it. I went around to the club and had some supper and talked with Frank Church and Terry about Thompson who appeared at the club Sunday and who is about as bad as he can be from all accounts. I came to my room filled with anguish and forebodings and shall pack up now and go home this week for the summer.