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.
Saturday, January 17, 2015
Tuesday, January 17th, 1865
To day the boys are at work in the lower field. The guard are still in the mill. Hicks ground 8 bushels of wheat and 12 bushels of corn. Weather clear and cold with a hard frost at night.
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