Sunday, Jan 9, 1881 Awoke much depressed and longing for dear Gertrude. I could not help giving way to tears thinking of her and have thought of her all day. It has snowed and tonight is raining. I stopped at the club a little while this evening. Mr. Ford was there and I talked with him. Asked about his son whom I met a year ago and he told me he was dead. Poor man the tears came in his eyes as he said it. His wife died fifteen years ago. He had told me he awoke early and thought of all sorrowful things. "And these" said he "are the thoughts that come to one in the night" as he turned and walked away. Poor man. I know what he suffers. Coming home I met a woman going through the rain enveloped in a water proof cloak and as I passed her I heard her sob. Another wretched heart. I came to my room before dinner and wrote a letter to Booth, a very doleful one I fear. Tomorrow I am going up to Pokeepsie.
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