Thursday, Jan 19, 1888 Still very cold. It must be cold up at home and I think of Sara there alone. I count the days until I go back there for I feel lonely and isolated here. Calvert is getting well but is irritable and difficult to manage. I saw by the Post of last night that the bill to allow Auction sales of works of art after sunset had been introduced into the Senate and now I hope it will pass quickly. I busied myself assorting, measuring and cataloging my studies and sketches and mean to keep at it until I have a list of all of them. At 3 o'clock I started for Brooklyn to call on Mary Gifford but found a note from her in the office asking me there to dinner at Mr. Van Inglen at 6 as she was going up town to lunch and feared she would not be back by 3. I left here at 5 and went over the bridge in the cars 3/4 of an hour being ample time. I had a very pleasant evening with Mary, Mr & Mrs Van Ingen and Mrs. Bunker formerly Miss Leggett. Came back to the club for a little while and went to bed finally pretty tired and lame from being on my feet all day.