Monday, Dec 12, 1887 Sara and I were to go to a little surprise party at the Cantines with the Forsyths and a few others and so I did not come back to N. Y. Sara however went down to Johns instead and staid all night to give him an opportunity to get a little rest. I went to the party and had a pleasant time although I felt very sad and depressed all the time I was at home. I wrote to Lucy while I was home, a continuation of the letter I began in N. Y. and Monday I took a walk out back of OReillys where dear Gertrude and I so often walked this time of the year. While at home, thinking over the idea of a memorial to her memory I looked over some of her letters and also the letters I received after her death, but they made me so sad, it seemed as if I could hardly endure it, and I am tending to a depressed condition again. Dear, loving heart. It seems a sacred duty for me to have some record of my love and admiration for her, but I do not know how to begin. Girard had concluded a sale of a small lot on the boundary of O'Reillys property, to Sam Coykendall for the toboggan slide 42 ft 6 in at $5 pr foot. They are rebuilding the slide and have it well along.