Wednesday, Dec 21, 1881 The shortest day in all the year, still beautiful weather, too fine to be in doors. I have all my Christmas presents bought. Dr. Stimson came in and got his picture. I went with him to Wilmurts to get a frame but not being able to get a suitable one I let him have the one I had. Mrs. Lacey called and took her photographs. Calvert called. I have been at work on a small picture I began last spring. While he was here a gentleman called, a Mr. Battelle for whom Whittredge and Hubbard are painting pictures. He said he wanted one of mine and asked the price of several and said his daughter would come to see me. It is raining a little this evening. Came to my room after dinner and spent the evening braiding some birch bark for Downing to show to Mr. Lewis. Am reading Frondes[?] account of the imprisonment of the Queen of Scots. What a sterling character was her brother the Regent Earl Murray. A noble record to leave in history.