Tuesday, June 26, 1888 A rainy day. I have been at work making a desk to write at over in my mother's room which I occupy now. I did expect to occupy our bed room here in my little house and it is all ready for me but I hesitate about coming over here. Annie Norton and Lily just came up to see Sara. Annie was down to see Nannie at Middletown last week. She is greatly improved and very homesick. Toward evening it cleared and Sara and I walked up to Kingston to a concert of the Philharmonic Society. They had as assistants Mr. Whitney, basso, [Nant?], tenor Miss Hall contralto and Miss [blank] soprano. Mrs Sheppard was the pianist. It was a very creditable performance since the chorus has been in training only a short time. When we got back found Mary, Marion and Harry had come by the Powell. The evening was cool with a north wind.