Wednesday, March 25, 1868 - "Time passes off very slowly I think."

I am still in bed yet. This is a fine day I supose. Brushland. I cannot tell what is going on to day. But one thing I do know and that is I feel very miserable. The folks are working in the sapbush to day. Harry Warren was over here to night. What trouble I am haveing with the measles. I hope to be better some time. Brushland. Time passes off very slowly I think. 1868
What a World to live in.