“My dearest little Anna, Today has been long and from the time I left you in the train till now you have been constantly on my mind. I have wondered at different hours what you were doing. At half past seven this evening I pictured you all having arrived at your homestead and at this present moment sitting quietly talking over the events which have transpired. I worked at my painting both morning and afternoon and when I left took a walk twice around the park and the house—it seemed very strange to walk and ponder over your sayings and not be able to go and say ‘How do you do’ at the old Brunswick. After dinner I went up to call on Mrs. Alden, knowing that she would talk of you and ask all about you, which same she not only did but considered me a most fortunate man . . . I am so anxious for tomorrow to come in hopes there will be a letter from you awaiting me at ‘The Benedick.’ I shall now work hard and am sure with you in my thoughts I shall do some good work. The election of the Society of American Artists will take place on the first Saturday in May, so that my time will then transpire (sic) and I shall avoid again any such responsibility which might in future prevent me from putting myself entirely at your service and allowing me to be happy. I shall look forward to hear your impressions of your journey and hope no accident or worry has come to your little party. You must tell me about the dogs and other friends of the homestead for they always seem to me to be closely allied to our house . . . Give my love to your mother and Ella and a heart full for you own dear self. Believe me most affectionately yours, Julian.”

J. Alden Weir, New York City to Anna Dwight Baker, Windham, April 25, 1882
National Park Service, Weir Farm National Historic Site, Wilton, CT