pg 92Wednesday. April. 1842.

The rain clearing off; mild as summer.

Garret’s cold remains the same; he is so
much engaged, as to forget it almost, untill
night brings him home. Not eating from
breakfast, untill dinner, must make him weak,
but he does complain.
Sewed all the morning, made a slight din
ner, and then walked out. Took some collars
and ruffles to be crimped.