Tuesday, June 24, 1884 I wrote to Eastman Johnson today. It has been very hot with a dry wind from the South, a forlorn kind of day with a sense of disaster in the air. After dinner I took Charlie and Girard and Park down to the Point and gave Park a good swim. Then we drove to the bathing place where I got a bath house and undressed the little fellows and let them go into the water. Came home and had some boys pick cherries for me for Mrs. Sol. Crispell who came here this morning and whom I have not seen for years. She said Sol. was out in Wayne Co. That Kate and young Sol. were on the old farm but it would have to be sold this fall. She is living in Hurley in a new house on the road leading to Lucas' turnpike. They do not seem to get on together. Nannie invited Girard & Mary & me down to tea and we had a pleasant companionable evening. A shower came up, but we got home while it held up. I had on my new suit which came from Rocks yesterday and low shoes but got home undamaged. A letter came from Lucy for Sara today. Now at 10 oclock it is raining again, very hot and close and the thunder muttering. John has a fine copy of Rogers "Italy" and "Pleasures of Memory["] with the Turner and Stothard illustrations. As I looked them over I thought of our lovely Italian experience and of my dear Gertrude, and all her intense enjoyment of it.