Friday June 11, 1886
Jervis McEntee Diary Entry, June 11, 1886, from the Jervis McEntee papers, 1850-1905, in the Archives of American Art, Smithsonian Institution
Friday, June 11, 1886 Tom has had to replant the beets in the lot behind Girards house. Another year I think I will not plant them so early as they fail every year. I fixed the dining room blind and picked the peas. Went over and looked at my picture which disgusted me. After dinner my father, Sara, Nannie and Dwightie and I rode out. It was a perfect day with a bracing north wind. We went to Kingston and then out on the Flat bush road and came home by the Roa-tina. A telegram came from Eastman saying it was impossible for them to come Saturday. A man came to see about buying our cherries on the trees and is to come again in about a week. We have only a few this year. Sara and I sat out on the porch and talked of our visits to Fort Halleck. The moon was showing and we compared the quiet and loneliness of the place with what it was a few years ago when there were so many of us and so many young people always here to enliven the house. We talked of poor Maurice and could not but be thankful that he was relieved from his sorrowful life. I always think of dear Gertrude as we sit alone here and wonder if she is conscious of us and of our love and longing for her. What a change in our lives and how brief seem the companionships which once seemed as though they were to last always. This place is sad to me with all its cares and burdens. I know it would not be if we could be relieved of these, for last year I was as happy and contented as I ever expect to be on this earth.
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