Tuesday, Mar 8, 1881 A beautiful warm day with the blue birds singing and the snow and ice melting, a hopeful feeling in the air which I wish I could more deeply feel. Osman, Laura, little Mary and the little nurse came down by the noon train crossing the river on the ferry boat. They got off at Yonkers. A sense of almost despair takes hold of me when I return to the city. Dear Gertrude is so much in my thought at home that it is like leaving her to come to this empty, lonely place. I have been reading Sargents Scientific basis of Spiritualism but I failed to get as much satisfaction out of it as I hoped to. I found a letter from Alice telling me she hopes to come to N. Y. about the first of May. I should dearly like to have her and hope I may be able to show her some attentions. Spent the evening with Mary.