Friday, May 20, 1887 I discovered the currant bushes are infested with the currant worm and I spent a long time picking them off. It has been pretty warm and the same smoky atmosphere continues. I have felt almost despairing today thinking over affairs and my mind is occupied most of the time brooding over them. What would I not give to be released from this slavery. I wrote an inquiry to a country real estate firm in N. Y., Phillips & Wells as to the possibility of finding a purchaser for our place. In my desperation I do whatever promises the least hope. I also wrote to Drs Taylor & Patchin telling them I thought I was not improved and asking advice as to certain movements. In the evening I took Girardie and Charlie up to the Academy of Music to see the play "The Blue and the Gray". It was very amateurish and mercilessly long. Girard got tired and he and I came home a little before 11 oclock. Jamie was here when I got home having come up to spend Sunday. He is a fine, handsome fellow and just beginning to grapple with the problem for a pursuit for life. Wants to go to the West and do something which will keep him out of doors and has no liking for business which will keep him in an office.