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pg 024 Sunday. 26. the. November. 1843.
A fine Indian summers day.

I took the children to Church, they
behaved very well, Remsen looked beautifull.
Went alone in the afternoon, heard old Mr Scudder, a missionary who had been twenty years in India, at Madras. He repeated to me facts, already familiar, on the degradation of their females.
Mothers wedding day.