Papa and I mowed a little
in the swamp on the north
side of the lake in the
forenoon. In the afternoon
we tooke the top off of
the round stack and put it
on. Wilfred was down and
got his blocks and ropes
it looked rainy in afternoon
in the swamp on the north
side of the lake in the
forenoon. In the afternoon
we tooke the top off of
the round stack and put it
on. Wilfred was down and
got his blocks and ropes
it looked rainy in afternoon
We are all feeling poorly. Watt's stomach, Jake's head. My lungs. Tucker spent several hours laying on the couch "studying the pattern" of the upholstery. Though I proceed as normal, I harbor secret suspicion of biological warfare. I feel very sad, and tender.