Sunday, Nov 4, 1888 A beautiful, still day. Sedgwick and I walked over to Chester St. They get on very slowly with the grading and the curbing. John McEntee and Julia dined with us. John let Sedgwick go down and get his horse to ride. We read in Robert Elsmere in the evening. Certainly so far it is to me most commonplace in style and [?], but we are only half through the first part. I wrote to Mary today and to Mr. Cranch in reply to his free trade document.