pg 034Monday.18.Decemeber.1843.

Damp, misty, and raining.

This unpleasant weather puts aside all my arrangements for I hope it will dry up to.morrow. Remmy’s pants a failure, my tailoring always turns out a botch, altho I have worried over them three days. The little fellow, looks much sweeter in kilts. I shall have the other pair made by a tailoress; as boy clothes were always my aversion.