Sing.Sing. Tuesday. 3.d. August. 1841. A pleasant day, just warm enough for comfort. I spent the day in sewing, my fingers can always find employment. Our cow ran off and would not give us any milk for tea untill near eight oclock. The children were all starving, for their supper. We do not get enough milk to drink which is a sad thing, as it is the chief charm of the country. I wrote to Garret to day. Took a seidbts to.day.