229_Page 227 (1)Sunday.10.th.September.1843.

Cold, damp atmosphere; Rain at night.
Remmy cheerfull this morning.
I dressed for Church and set off with Julie, returned finding it chilly, and the Broome St. Church getting repaired.
A stiff neck and chills attacking little Remmy he feels miserably. Slept an hour in his bed.
his father rubbed him with lineament at night.
He ate a roast apple with great relish.230_Page 228- last page of book
G. doctored my cold also; I slept a long nap, he reading me to sleep Pope’s essay on Man. We all sat around a fine winters fire, and enjoyed it very much.