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, May 7, 2010
Monday, May 7th, 1860
To day I went to the bluff for my groceries & hauled 11 bales cotton, and while there? the steamer Lucy Gwin passed up. The river still rising. hands still in the cotton. weather clear.
