Friday. 13. Feb.
A dull fall of Snow.
I prepared to dine with mother, but
gave up when the snow fell.
Must get there before spring opens. It is hard
for me to dine from home, and to get out in the
evening is worse, as G. is never ready.
He dislikes any social tea drinks, and although a Dutchman
by birth, will not keep the time honored Customs.
My mother wished me to dine & take tea with
her occasionally, and I must do it, I shall not have
her long; and when gone, how great will be my remorse.
Now a thousand kindnesses, which I might have
rendered to those who are gone, come before me,
and make me reproach myself for negligence.
How I wish I had come down from Sing Sing,
to see my poor sick father, but now too late my
sins of omission are repented.
Let me learn to be wise, and embrace the
present moment, for to do good, should be the aim
of my few remaining years.
Mr Leati gave Julia her lesson.
Eugene came in after he left, took tea with us.
Mr Duvall came after tea, presented Miss J. a
pair of “pink mittens.” from the fair.