Saturday, November 14, 2015

Tuesday, November 14th, 1865

To day I am still at work in the warehouse. Col. Wrigley left on the cars for Houston. Hicks hauled me another load of corn and put it in the crib. Frank Stewart is still quite sick and confined to his bed. My son Jimmy [James Wrigley Hall] and little daughter Josephine are both unwell. The little woman [Margaret Hall Stewart nee Sharp] drove up town and purchased a few articles. Weather cloudy and a little cool.


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