This has been a fine day. It was cool in the morning. Thare was some of the folks to church to day. Every thing is quiet to day. I rote two letters to day. I was doing the chores to day. A. Liddle was down to church to day. Bovina. Jim went over to Franks.
A Dog-gerel.
When Peggy’s arms
Her dog impression,
I always wish
My neck was hisen;
And when she
Kisses Tower’s nose,
Oh! don’t I wish
That I were thoes.*
*This is a variation of a little ditty that was popular in the 1860s.
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