Jervis McEntee Diaries: July 16, 1884

Wednesday, July 16, 1884 The weather still continues cool and this evening I was a little chilly. Went down town this morning and did some errands. My hands are in a fearful state with the skin knocked off my knuckles and looking more like the hands of a coal heaver than an artist. I mean to try now to get them in something like a decent condition although I find so much to be done I can hardly spare my hands. Sara and I called up at the Ludlums this afternoon and I saw Helen whom I have not seen in sixteen years. All this time she has lain on her back. I had only a brief interview with her because she had been talking a good deal and seemed nervous and fatigued. Went down to see John to conclude our arrangements for going to the mountains on Friday. Wrote to Mrs Lydia Ely in reply to her letter of June 30th. I came across a scrap of paper in my desk this evening with a bit of my dear mothers writing upon it--a memorandum of some milk account. How much the sight of it suggested of her life and her unceasing labors, now all ended and this idle scrap of paper still remaining.

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