095_Page 93Thursday. 29. th. December. 1842. New.York.

An old fashioned snow storm; cold and damp air. Maria, sat all the morning, went home before dinner I wanted to get out, but was prevented by her company. Mr H. did not go down after dinner, the snow fell very fast. I sewed all the evening on my night gowns. G. was so stupid, and sleepy, he could not hop up.

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