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.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Thursday, August 22nd, 1861
To day the little woman, Roberta & I went to spend the day with old man Keen & wife, where we remained for dinner. while there I had my mule Kate finely shod. we returned to Father's in the evening. weather cloudy with occasional showers of rain throughout the entire day.
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