Tuesday, Jan 24, 1882 Bitterly cold this morning. Major said a neighbor told him it was 17 degrees below zero. I came away with the morning train. Every one was talking of the cold. The river was frozen over clear down and in the highlands a steamer, the "Miller" with a barge was frozen in. A passenger on the train said he reached ashore from her and that the clear water ice was six inches thick about her. As we passed the scene of the Spuyten Duyvil disaster the passengers pointed out the spot but could not detect a vestige of it; the brown grass did not even seemed crushed. They cleared it all carefully away and raked the spot over, I was told. It is a beautiful winter day, such an one as I love in the country. Went down to the foot of 11th St and ordered a cord of hickory wood for which I had to pay 16.50 and from there over to the Post Office beyond 3rd Av to mail six photographs of Col. Moores ranch which I have had taken. Have not painted since last Friday. Downing and I came over to my room and finished our braid by half past ten.
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