From the Journal of Mary Yates

January 8th 1907 6.15

The moon, with two bright waning horns, is looking into my window. Its a beautiful night, with hosts of stars... We are in the new house. Everything is in tho by no means in order. The piano came too, and such a one! Such a beautiful soft singing tone! I couldnt keep off it last night, and am longing to be at it again... My room is just lovely. The pictures aren't up but but things are pretty well in order.