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, September 13, 2013
Sunday, September 13th, 1863
To day I rode my horse Ratler in company with Father [Joshua James Hall], Roberta [Berta Downes Halyard nee Hall] and three servants down to the Hurricane bayou and run the division line between the lands of Genl. Beavers and Mother [Mahala Sharp Hall nee Roberts]. they then agreed to establish the line I had run as the true & correct one between them. We all started back home when a rain came up and the water descended in torrents, in consequence of which I was compelled to remain at Father's for the night. Mother spent the day with the little woman [Margaret Hall Stewart nee Sharp] and carried Fawn [Florence Mahala Hall] home with her, and where I found her. weather very hot.
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