Thus closes my notes for the month of December and also for the year just passed and gone and now numbered with the things that were. Whether the Almighty will spare me to chronicle the daily events of the incoming year is more than I know but trusting in Him I shall enter upon the pleasing task, which is useful as a reference and may be profitable to those who have an interest in me.
Friday, December 6, 2013
Sunday, December 6th, 1863
To day Sam [Samuel Houston Sharp], Fawn [Florence Mahala Hall] & I rode down to Mothers [Mahala Sharp Hall nee Roberts] and spent the day. I sent Bill across the Trinity River after one of my oxen, but he did not succeed in finding him. Weather changeable and cold.
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