On New Year's Day, 1903, the diary records: "First of all I wrote a sonnet--'Why Do I never See You in My Dreams?'" * * * * * The summer was passed in London as usual, but with, if possible, more festivities than ever. The diary records: "Went to Lady Seton's luncheon party--of I think twenty--a very pleasant affair in honor of Mr. Howells and his daughter. I sat next to Mr. Howells and had a good talk with him." "Went to the luncheon at the Cecil, given by the Society of American Women in London in honor of Ambassador and Mrs. Reid and Mr. and Mrs. Longworth." "Went in the evening to the Women Writers' dinner. I sat at Mrs. Craigie's table." "Went to the Lyceum Club Saturday dinner. Lady Frances Balfour presided." "Went to the Baroness Burdett-Coutts' garden-party. Oh, Holly Lodge is such a beautiful place!" "Went to Irving's dinner at the New Gallery. Sir Edward Russell, editor of the _Daily Post_, Liverpool, took me out; and a delightful companion he was." "Many guests: Mrs. Wilberforce, Lady Henry Somerset, Mrs. Henniker, the Pearsall Smiths, William Watson, Oswald Crawfurd, 'Michael Field' (that is to say Miss Bradley and Miss Cooper), Violet Hunt, Mr. and Mrs. Clement Shorter, Archdeacon and Mrs. Wilberforce, and many more." As the years went on, bringing her to the verge of seventy, Mrs. Moulton's literary activity naturally grew greatly less. The record of her life for the following years was largely a record of friendships, with the enjoyments and honors which belonged to her place among American writers. She was asked often to write her reminiscences of the many distinguished people she had known, but always declined. "I have, alas! kept no records," she wrote to one editor. She was naturally asked to be present at any literary function of importance. She was a guest at the dinner given by the New England Women's Club in 1905, in honor of Mrs. Howe's eighty-fifth birthday, and notes that it was "a brilliant meeting," and adding: "Mrs. Howe had written a gay little poem in response, wonderful woman that she is." The dinner given in honor of Mark Twain's seventieth birthday was the last great occasion of the kind which she attended. In the following year she returned from Europe just too late to join in the dinner given by the Harpers on the seventieth birthday of Dr. Alden. Not only for her literary standing and as an old friend of Dr. Alden would it have been appropriate for her to be present on this occasion; but she might also have appeared as his first contributor, as some thirty years earlier, Dr. Alden's first official act upon assuming the chair as editor of _Harper's Magazine_ had been to accept a contribution from Mrs. Moulton.