Thursday. 20. June. 1850
Still more intensely hot.
I arose very much oppressed for air. Opened
the windows, aroused “young sleepers” from their nests
Must keep very still
Gave the finish to “Farewell”, it ought to take the prize.
Ate a few Strawberries, they do not seem fresh.
Arranged the poor birds. Effy seems poorly as usual.
Mrs B. came down tried my waist, it suits tolerable.
How can she sew in such hot weather; poor soul.
Sent my letter to Maria.
I do not see any one from 19 St. they are very