Sunday, March 8, 1868 - "Love is the wealth of life..."

This is a warm day. Thare is none of the folks to Church to day.
The snow is thawing fast to day.
I shaved to day.
I was doing chores to day. 1868.

Love
Love is the wealth of life,
Without it we are poor, 
Though everything else 
Be lying at the door.
Love is above rubies,
More beautiful than pearls.
As it adorns the life,
For this and other worlds.
Happiness is like manna;
It is to be gathered in
Grains, and enjoyed every day.