Sunday, Dec 9, 1888 Snowed all day but it melted rapidly. We sat before the fire and enjoyed the storm. I cant help the thought that we are enjoying our last days in the old home. I try not to dwell upon it but I feel very unsettled and troubled when I do. I went down to see John McEntee for a short time. Girard told me Griffiths had spoken to him about keeping his horse and cow in our stable. I came back to N. Y. by the 7.45 train which was 20 minutes late at Kingston and I did not reach my room until midnight when I found the fire had gone out and I had to build it up taking me until 1 oclk.