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, August 21, 2015
Monday, August 21st, 1865
To day I am so sorely afflicted with the itch as to render my getting about perfectly painful. The little woman [Margaret Hall Stewart nee Sharp] drove up to Mr. Lund's & purchased from him 20 lbs of lard at one bit per pound, & for which I still owe him. Weather clear and hot. Ther: 90°.
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