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.
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Saturday, November 19th, 1864
To day the boys are still at work splitting rails. I am still sick with the sore mouth and confined to my room. Hicks ground 2 bushels of wheat & 21½ bushels of corn. Weather cloudy and cold with drizzling rain.
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