137_Page 135Wednesday. 15. teenth. March. 1843.
More moderate. Bright sun.shine, but the wind blowing a hurricane.
I thought about going out, but the high winds kept me at home.
Mrs Woodruff, and Miss Hornblower called to invite me to tea with them to.morrow. My pains increased at night in my back, “Mon Marie” rubbed me with lineament.