Saturday, Dec 22, 1888 Very cold. Went to the dentists and have been painting on a little picture of Maurices cottage at Bisby for Robt. Wilkinson. Nicoll has just been in to tell me that Hubbard is dead. I can not realize it. He had no particulars but says Frank the fireman told him his brother had been over and said he died yesterday about noon very suddenly. Another of my old friends gone, and it fills me with sorrow to think of it. Attended a meeting of the Paris jury at the Academy and afterwards went around to the Century.