Jervis McEntee Diaries

Tuesday May 20, 1890

Jervis McEntee Diary Entry, May 20, 1890, from the Jervis McEntee papers, 1850-1905, in the Archives of American Art, Smithsonian Institution

Tuesday, May 20, 1890 Down town. A letter from James Gifford enclosing one of mine written to Sanford in Italy after he left us, from Paris. He sent me yesterday the little sketch of Bracketts which I thought I had set aside, but I must have placed it among the others of Sanfords which I had Wilmurt send to him last week. Mary is to be at Churchs for two weeks. We thought some of going to Pokeepsie this morning to see about a carpet but it has rained half a dozen times. I like a wet season rather than a dry one. I saw by the Tribune that Mr. Tompkins' funeral is to take place Thursday. Joe of course will come on. I am rather curious to learn his fathers will as regards him. I have a fancy he is going to be disappointed or rather that he has largely anticipated his share of his property. If he does not make trouble I shall be mistaken. Mr. Reed sent me his check for the picture $200 which I have sent to the bank of the Metropolis, and have also answered James Giffords note. In view of having to remove the carriage house I went down there and opened some boxes and barrels and burned up a number of things, relics of our first house keeping, our old clock, bellows, some portfolios of Gertrudes containing patterns for needle work and a lot of things which were of no earthly use, sure to break my heart every time I saw them in reminding me of a phase of my life which has utterly gone. Another man came to look at the carriage house with a view to purchasing. It is amusing to hear all the remarks of depreciation. Not a man among them is willing to allow it is worth anything. I think if I were to offer it for nothing most of them would want me to pay them for taking it away. Mrs. Davis came up and spent the day with Sara. At the table Sara inquired about Gertrude, Katy Murphys daughter who lived with [?]. She told her she was dead. She went home about three months ago to help take care of a younger brother who had [?] and died and Minnie knew nothing about it until another girl came to return a book and on inquiring why she had not come back she told her she was dead. Poor Katy. She was her pride and her death must be a great loss to her.

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