It snowed in the morning and rained dismally all afternoon. Poor Mrs. Coen was buried today at 2 o'clock. I thought of them all and sympathised with them in their sorrow. Such a dreadful day to lay a loved one away in the soaked cold ground. It added to the melancholy of the occasion a hundred fold. I went up to Giffords room and while there Whittredge and Hubbard came in. It was too dark to work. After talking a while Whittredge came to my room with me and staid nearly the whole afternoon. We talked of the necessity of getting the dealers interested in our work and came to the conclusion we must do it in some way. Bowyer and I dined together and after dinner I went up to Eastman Johnsons and spent the evening. He told me Avery had been up to see him. He had had a plain talk with him and as he has built a gallery he thinks now he would like to get some of the leading artists to send pictures to him. We talked long as we always do and we were agreed that if Avery would make any advances we would be ready to meet him as we consider him the best man to sell our pictures.
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