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.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Sunday, January 27th, 1861
To day Frank Stewart and the boys went to hunt my oxen but returned without finding them. In the evening I carried the little woman [Margaret Hall Stewart nee Sharp], Florence, Roberta & Toby home in the buggy. weather clear but cold with a frost at night.
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