A more lovely day than ever. We have a charming Fall, such bright glowing days.
I could not remain within doors, so dressing myself, and Shadow we set off for a jaunt. We sat an hour with Maria O., she told us of her intended removal to the country. Went to mother spent some time with her; meet the girls on our return home, I rode home, it was too warm to walk. Found Mrs B. M. Lawrence’s card on my table.