“Two bottles Indian Balsam” to night.
Wednesday. 29. th. November. 1843.
Snow, rain, and hail.
G. [com]. Loui’s remedy.
When we arose this morning, it was dull
and clouded, snow soon fell, followed by rain.
Maria, came in, sat an hour.
The Miss Willards, and Miss Platt called to see me.
Mr John Varick also. I was not dressed when they
came, but made my toilette quickly.
Time flies swiftly, and my affairs do not
progress as they should. “[Com.] 2 Bottle Indian Balsam”
Rain in my bones to.day. The storm continues.