Sunday, August 10, 2014

Monday, August 10, 1868 - "Whose pathway Full of comfort she attends..."

This is a tolerable fine day. I was cuting oats to day. Some of the folks were over to Andes to day. Jim came home with them to night. One year ago to day we finished haying. Jim Elliott was up to M. Tuttles to day.

Woman Continued
She is, she has naught else-
not even herself;
She is, as her beloved, good or bad;
She is,
As is the human race itself,
Whose pathway
Full of comfort she attends-

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