Saturday, June 14, 1884 Cousin Rachel went to Walden today. We regretted to have her leave. Sara and I put down the new matting in my mothers room and got it all in order this forenoon. It is very pretty and makes what we needed a very nice guest chamber. We talked of our dear mother while we were at work there and of how pleased she would have been with what we did. John McEntee and Girard wanted me to go fishing with them and after dinner we drove out to Leggs Mills but did not get there until after 3 o'clk. It was a cool grey day and we fished until nearly 7 catching [?] black bass. We did not get home until 8. Fuller did not come. This is the first anniversary of Maurices death. Sara told me she went over to the cemetery with some white roses from my mothers garden.