Jervis McEntee Diaries

Sunday April 4, 1875

Jervis McEntee Diary Entry, Sunday, April 4, 1875, from the Jervis McEntee papers, 1850-1905, in the Archives of American Art, Smithsonian Institution

The weather has at last gotten warmer and the rivers are breaking up although there is still ice in the streets of New York. I attended a gentlemans party at Mr. Robt Gordons on Friday evening which was a very pleasant gathering. It is not often that men come together and have so quiet and at the same so enjoyable a time. Last night was the monthly meeting at the Century. Dr. Henry Draper was among the candidates voted for. Just before the ballot Dr. John C. Draper came to me and asked me to vote against him, his own brother, and a determined effort was made to defeat him. He failed on the first ballot but a reconsideration was moved and he was elected. Sent my Academy contribution "Dark Days" to the club. It attracted considerable notice and I had many compliments regarding it from the artists. I have not sold a picture in a long time and no one comes here. I begin to be troubled occasionally as I see the end of my money but try to keep up courage in the hope that some one will come along when I least expect it. I saw in talking with Armstrong last evening that he thought I sold a great many pictures. I think that is the general impression. Have had a model four days this week to paint a figure in the woods. Yesterday when I had it very pretty I found I had the head to small and had to paint it out. Col. Waring and his wife called. He is very fond of England and we talked of going there to live. He hopes to be able to do it eventually. George Hall called and told us all about the Academy exhibition. He and Wood have just finished hanging the pictures. Thinks it one of the best exhibitions we have ever had. John Weir spent an hour with us, and told us about his brother Julian who is studying Art in Paris. We both commented that in our younger days we could not have had his advantages. Took a long walk down to the Battery and along South St. among the shipping. The ice was drifting down the river but the grass on the Battery was beginning to assume a faint tinge of green. Avery and his wife spent the evening with us and Sara and Mary came over while they were here. Sara had a scheme to submit to me in which I could not agree with her. I walked over home with them.

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