Sunday September 28, 1884
Jervis McEntee Diary Entry, September 28, 1884, from the Jervis McEntee papers, 1850-1905, in the Archives of American Art, Smithsonian Institution
Sunday, Sept 28, 1884 It has been a very warm day almost sultry. I have written to Jas. Warren, to Downing, to Perry and acknowledged the receipt of a card of admission to the Louisville Exposition. I have put away my things after unpacking my trunk and feel as though I should do but little more sketching this fall because there is so much about home to demand my attention. I have thought a great deal about dear Gertrude today and missed her as I can never express. There come times when here absence to me seems almost insupportable. I can see her in all her pretty and attractive ways so plainly and long to express my love for her and my happiness that our lives were thrown together. Sara and I sat in my room where I was showing her my sketches and talked of Gussie. She said while she was sick here she turned the little bed she was lying on so that she could see the sunset and she said with the greatest feeling "Oh how beautiful" Poor child! She is at rest from a life long suffering with which her delicate and sensitive nature could not struggle. She had given up and I think death came to her as a happy release. I was shocked to hear of the suicide of Isaac Newton an account of which I cut from the Tribune.
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