To day we are still at work on the forebay floor of the mill. John is engaged in hunting a beef & succeeded in getting one late in the evening. Fannie is sick with fever. Weather clear and hot. Ther: 94°.
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.
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
Friday, September 2nd, 1864
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