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.
Saturday, August 15, 2015
Tuesday, August 15th, 1865
To day the little woman [Margaret Hall Stewart nee Sharp] is still sick with the fever. Wolf and Conny again missed their fevers, and I presume are over the present attack. The little woman's hen hatched out 15 pretty little chickens. I remained home to waite on the little woman. Weather clear & very hot. Ther: 94°.
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