Saturday, May 28, 1887 A rainy day. I set Tom at cleaning out the coal cellar and getting it ready for the winter supply of coal which I will have to be thinking about by and bye. I went over to my studio after having had some paste made and spent the forenoon in mounting or lining seven of my studies and putting them under weights were I expect to leave them until Monday at least. I went over there after dinner intending to paint on some of the studies but my studio was so filled up with the weighting of the studies I had lined that I could do nothing. Sara has not been well today and I built a little fire in the sitting room which felt very comfortable. It has rained gently at intervals all day and has not cleared tonight. I thought I would look over the bureau drawers containing dear Gertrudes dresses etc. this afternoon but I could not do it. When I opened them such a wave of tender and sorrowful memories swept over me that I could not do what I meant to. I think now I will give to her mother, Alice, Sara, Lucy and Mary such of her things as they can use for some day they will be scattered and I had better begin to do it now. It saddens me every time I see them, and it would be better for me to put them out of my sight, and I would like her mother and sisters to have them.