Monday, July 13, 1868 - "...More precious than gold."

It is very warm to day. I am mowing with the Mower to day. Thermometer up to 92(degrees) in the shade to day. We drawed in 15/4 loads of hay to day. 
A. Baily is up to Tuttles to day. He is working in the hay. 

Close up the record
Fraught with such pain;
Years that have vanished
Return not again.
Grasp thou the Present
Be earnest and bold –
Fleeting its moments,
More precious than gold.

THE PRESENT
NUMBER. 1868