Monday, June 8, 1868 - "Thare was a bag of salt got to day."

This is a fine day. I was doing chores to day. Some of the folks were over to New Kingston to day. I was shooting some to day. Thare was a bag of salt got to day. Bovina
We churned two times to day and also washed.
Everything is quiet to day. I feel about used up to day. Brushland.

How soft his words,
His looks how sweet;
But it spoils a
Man to marry him;
When once a late
Consent he’ll wring.
Brushland