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, August 29, 2015
Tuesday, August 29th, 1865
To day the little woman [Margaret Hall Stewart nee Sharp] is engaged in planting out some eschalots in the garden. I drove up town after some bacon, but did not succeed in getting any. Fanny & Conney are both sick with the fever. Weather clear and hot. Ther: 92°.
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