Jervis McEntee Diaries

Friday May 8, 1885

Jervis McEntee Diary Entry, May 8, 1885, from the Jervis McEntee papers, 1850-1905, in the Archives of American Art, Smithsonian Institution

Friday, May 8, 1885 Whittredge came in wet and loaded with bundles and seemed surprised to find me here yet. He says he sells nothing, but has rented his house for six months and is going out among the Kaatskills with his family. Robbie Livingston called with a Mr & Mrs Bailey. He is in Mr. [Bailey's?] employ. They made quite a long call and seemed to enjoy it. I [was?] in hopes they wanted a picture but they did not. Mrs. Bailey [?] like Mrs. Weir. Wells came in by appointment. He was here yesterday for the rent and I told him I was ready to pay it but I thought Mr. Johnston ought to deduct $100 from my bill for the damage and annoyance the building operations had been to me this winter. He told me today he refused to make any deduction. I expressed my self very freely. Paid the bill but told him I considered I had been unjustly treated and he ought tell Johnston so and that I was much displeased. That I had been treated with great lack of consideration in my application for Casilears room, which had been given to another man, Butler, who has been in the building only a few months, without the slightest regard to my request. That I felt I was no longer of any account here and would change my studio whenever I found it to my convenience or advantage. This treatment shows me of how little account I am here and makes me feel that I shall make a change before a great while. I have been trying to change my picture near Roggens but am very much puzzled by it. Went up to see Miss Nesmith and Mrs. Anderson who have been quarantined five weeks by the illness, with scarlet fever, of Ethel, Mrs. Andersons little daughter. I took Miss Nesmith some roses. There was a Mr. Fletcher there who made some unnecessarily unpleasant remarks about Ward when I happened to speak of him. I do not know who he is but I have an idea he is the brother or Mrs. Ryer. If so he is probably irritated about what I told Mrs. Anderson about Ryer, although he thinks just as I do of him. I would not willingly have said any thing to trouble any of Ryers friends and it only shows me how careful one should be in speaking of others. I came away feeling a little annoyed, although I was careful not to show that I was. I was annoyed that I had not been more discreet.

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