Monday, Nov 7, 1887 The Indian Summer weather continues but it does not find me as responsive to its quieting influences as I once was. Every thing seems changed and my mind dwells upon the changes, not sadly I am glad to say, but trying to know what is best to be done. I went down town and did some errands. I had a talk with Tom as to his wages this winter. Mrs. Sawyer, Sara and I walked over to Chester St. A man is at work taking down the Toboggan slide and Sam and some of the club were over on Mrs. OReillys land apparently conferring with her. Two men came up apparently to look at lots, S[?] I presume who has been to see Girard about purchasing a lot.