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, February 25, 2015
Saturday, February 25th, 1865
To day John hauled a load of wood and then drove up a gang of my wild shotes. The creek is so very full that the mill can do no work the wheels being some 5 or 6 feet under water. Weather clear and cold.
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