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.
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Monday, May 11, 2015
Thursday, May 11th, 1865
To day we arrived at Houston early in the morning. I found all kinds of business ? I stopped at Mrs. ?, a private boarding house. Weather ? [final entry on the page . . . very faded on my copy]
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