Tuesday, Dec 11, 1888 [McEntee mistakenly dates this entry the 10th] Rained hard most of the day. I went to the bank for Lucy to get a check cashed and later she came for it. It was raining hard and she had to go out to get some articles. Have painted most of the day on Husteds picture. Church came in about 4 oclock. He wants me to go to Mexico with him in Jan. Mrs. Church cannot go as her eyes trouble her. He offers to pay all my expenses of every kind and wants besides to have me paint him a small picture for $250, and will be most grateful if I will go. All he asks me to do is to button his collar and help him a little in such ways as he cannot lift his arms up so high. I was obliged to decline, but he says he will see me later and perhaps I will find I can go. Mrs. Church was down in a carriage and I went down and saw her for a moment. Mary, Lucy, Sedgewick, Bowyer, Agnes and I went to see Booth and Barrett in Julius Caesar and occupied his private box. I could see but little. The play did not seem to me as well acted as Othello, although Booth and Barrett in the quarrel scene particularly were admirable, but some of the lesser characters seemed awkward and there was no enthusiasm in the house. I wrote a note to Booth this morning asking him to let his man come to the box at any time when he could see me, but he did not come. He may not have got my note. When one sees Booth act one feels the shortcomings of other tragedians. J. T. is probably in town. Lucy had a note from him with something from Gertrude, in which he says he left the box at the door personally, on Saturday (while Lucy was away) was going up to the Cove for Sunday and would be at his hotel Monday and Tuesday and in Boston at Youngs Hotel on such a day where any thing would reach him, evidently determined she shall know where to find him.