Monday, Oct 20, 1884 I took my father out for a ride this afternoon taking Sara Girards wife with Dwight and little Girard. It was very warm but the wind blew from the S. and it was very dusty. We went out on Lucas' turnpike about two miles from Kingston when we returned by the same way. It was such weather as I do not enjoy but my father seemed to and it did him good. He grows steadily stronger. I called to see the carpenter about shingling the Smith side of the carriage house roof which can go no longer. He promised to do it this week. I am appalled to see how many such things must soon be done. I am nearly out of money and nothing is being done about Turcks mortgage. I think if they do not do something in a few days I shall consult Kenyon as to what I had better do. I worked this forenoon taking up my mothers ivy which had done very poorly this summer and repotting it and I hung up one of the geraniums from one of the vases, in the cellar. Another year I think I will not try to have any plants or flowers. All these things need care and I shall have too many other cares. It makes me sad to see things neglected and being got rid of simply because I cannot afford to keep them, especially the things connected with my mother and Gertrude.