Saturday, November 21, 2015

Saturday, November 21, 1868

This has been another pleasant day, but rather cool. We have baked and moped and pieced some blocks.
            Rob came home this afternoon. He has got through at the MaCain’s.

Will has been drawing wood. He went down town this evening. He got a letter from Add for me requesting that I go and live with Mrs. Palmers this winter, but I am afraid I cannot. I wish I could, for I think it would be a good chance.

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